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Last night, when my tired eyes were shut with sleep, / I saw the one I love, and heard her speak,— …
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Not as when some great Captain falls / In battle, where his Country calls, …
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The angel came by night / (Such angels still come down), …
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“there are gains for all our losses.” / So I said when I was young. …
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Songs / how are songs begot and bred? …
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[April, 1861] / men of the North and West, …
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“under the roots of the roses, / Down in the dark, rich mould, …
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The divan / a LITTLE maid of Astrakan, …
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Not what we would, but what we must, / Makes up the sum of living; …
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The life of man / Is an arrow’s flight, …
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There are gains for all our losses, / There are balms for all our pain: …
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It is dark and lonesome here, / Beneath the windy eaves:— …
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Along the shore the slimy brine-pits yawn, / Covered with thick green scum; the billows rise, …