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Morning Fancy O Let me die a-singing! O let me drown in light! Another day is winging Out from the nest of night. The morning-glory’s velvet eye Brims with a jewelled bead. To-day my soul’s a dragon-fly, The world a swaying reed. Poet: Mary McNeil Fenollosa	Fancy in Nubibus O, It is pleasant, with a heart at ease, Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies, To make the shifting clouds be what you please, Or let the easily persuaded eyes Own each quaint likeness issuing from the mould Of a friend’s fancy; or, with head bent low... Poet: Samuel Taylor Coleridge	A Twilight Fancy I Sit here and the earth is wrapped in snow, And the cold air is thick with falling night: I think of the still, dewy summer eves, When cows came slowly sauntering up the lane, Waiting to nibble at the juicy grass; When the green earth was full of changing... Poet: Dora Read Goodale	A Fancy from Fontenelle “De mémoires de Roses on n’a point vu mourir le Jardinier.” THE ROSE in the garden slipped her bud, And she laughed in the pride of her youthful blood, As she thought of the Gardener standing by— “He is old—so old! And he soon must die!” The full Rose... Poet: Austin Dobson
Hallo, my Fancy IN melancholic fancy, Out of myself, In the vulcan dancy, All the world surveying, Nowhere staying, Just like a fairy elf; Out o’er the tops of highest mountains skipping, Out o’er the hills, the trees and... Poet: William Cleland	Fancy Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home: At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth, Like to bubbles when rain pelteth; Then let wingèd Fancy wander Through the thought still spread beyond her: Open wide the mind’s cage-door, She ’ll dart... Poet: John Keats