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Hope of the Human Heart From “Anima Mundi” GOD is good, And flight is destined for the callow wing, And the high appetite implies the food, And souls most reach the level whence they spring; O Life of very life! set free our powers, Hasten the... Poet: Richard Monckton Milnes, Lord Houghton	“Give me thy heart” With echoing steps the worshippers Departed one by one; The organ’s pealing voice was stilled, The vesper hymn was done; The shadow fell from roof and arch, Dim was the incensed air, One lamp alone, with trembling ray, Told of the... Poet: Adelaide Anne Procter	The Happy Heart From “Patient Grissell,” Act I. Sc. 1. ART thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers? O sweet content! Art thou rich, yet is thy mind perplexed? O punishment! Dost thou laugh to see how fools are vexed To add to golden numbers, golden... Poet: Thomas Dekker	The Heart of the Bruce It was upon an April morn, While yet the frost lay hoar, We heard Lord James’s bugle-horn Sound by the rocky shore. Then down we went, a hundred knights, All in our dark array, And flung our armor in the ships That rode within the... Poet: William Edmondstoune Aytoun
“My heart ’s in the Highlands” My heart ’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart ’s in the Highlands a-chasing the deer; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe. My heart ’s in the Highlands, wherever I go. Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North, The birthplace... Poet: Robert Burns	“My heart leaps up” My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky; So was it when my life began, So is it now I am a man, So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The Child is father of the Man; And I could wish my days to be Bound... Poet: William Wordsworth	Ode to the Human Heart Blind Thamyris, and Blind Mæonides, Milton. Pursue the triumph and partake the gale! Pope. Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees, Shakespeare. To point a moral or adorn a tale. Johnson. Full many a gem of purest ray serene, Gray. Thoughts... Poet: Laman Blanchard	Bid adieu, my sad heart Bid adieu, my sad heart, bid adieu to thy peace, Thy pleasure is past, and thy sorrows increase; See the shadows of ev'ning how far they extend, And a long night is coming, that never may end; For the sun is now set that enliven'... Poet:
Empty my Heart, of Thee — Empty my Heart, of Thee — Its single Artery — Begin, and leave Thee out — Simply Extinction's Date — Much Billow hath the Sea — One Baltic — They — Subtract Thyself, in play, And not... Poet:	Have you got a Brook in your little heart, Have you got a brook in your little heart, Where bashful flowers blow, And blushing birds go down to drink, And shadows tremble so ? And nobody... Poet: