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  • When I consider, pro and con,
    What things my love is built upon --
    12 lines
  • Whose love is given over-well
    Shall look on Helen's face in hell,
    4 lines
  • Hope it was that tutored me,
     And Love that taught me more;
    4 lines
  • I met a man the other day-
    A kindly man, and serious-
    12 lines
  • The sun's gone dim, and
     The moon's turned black;
    4 lines
  • Oh, I'd been better dying,
    Oh, I was slow and sad;
    12 lines
  • New love, new love, where are you to lead me?
     All along a narrow way that marks a crooked line.
    8 lines
  • They say He was a serious child,
    And quiet in His ways;
    20 lines
  • "Then we will have tonight!" we said.
     "Tomorrow- may we not be dead?"
    6 lines
  • Now this must be the sweetest place
     From here to heaven's end;
    18 lines
  • "So surely is she mine," you say, and turn
    Your quick and steady mind to harder things-
    14 lines
  • Her mind lives in a quiet room,
     A narrow room, and tall,
    13 lines
  • Into love and out again,
     Thus I went, and thus I go.
    7 lines
  • And if my heart be scarred and burned,
    The safer, I, for all I learned;
    19 lines
  • Let another cross his way-
     She's the one will do the weeping!
    8 lines
  • I think that I shall never know
    Why I am thus, and I am so.
    24 lines, 2 comments
  • Oh, ponder, friend, the porcupine;
     Refresh your recollection,
    36 lines
  • The Lives and Times of John Keats,
    Percy Bysshe Shelley, and
    12 lines, 7 comments
  • Accursed from their birth they be
     Who seek to find monogamy,
    4 lines
  • When I am old, and comforted,
     And done with this desire,
    16 lines, 4 comments
  • Should they whisper false of you.
     Never trouble to deny;
    4 lines, 1 comment
  • Although I work, and seldom cease,
    At Dumas pere and Dumas fils,
    4 lines, 1 comment
  • Go I must along my ways
     Though my heart be ragged,
    16 lines
  • Should Heaven send me any son,
    I hope he's not like Tennyson.
    4 lines, 2 comments
  • Carlyle combined the lit'ry life
    With throwing teacups at his wife,
    4 lines
  • Authors and actors and artists and such
    Never know nothing, and never know much.
    10 lines, 1 comment
  • Upon the work of Walter Landor
    I am unfit to write with candor.
    4 lines
  • I think, no matter where you stray,
    That I shall go with you a way.
    14 lines, 2 comments
  • Why is it, when I am in Rome,
    I'd give an eye to be at home,
    8 lines
  • Who call him spurious and shoddy
    Shall do it o'er my lifeless body.
    4 lines
  • If, with the literate, I am
    Impelled to try an epigram,
    4 lines
  • There's little in taking or giving,
     There's little in water or wine;
    12 lines
  • In the pathway of the sun,
     In the footsteps of the breeze,
    10 lines
  • My answers are inadequate
    To those demanding day and date
    6 lines
  • I'm sick of embarking in dories
     Upon an emotional sea.
    20 lines
  • If I were mild, and I were sweet,
    And laid my heart before your feet,
    18 lines
  • If wild my breast and sore my pride,
     I bask in dreams of suicide;
    4 lines, 3 comments
  • This level reach of blue is not my sea;
    Here are sweet waters, pretty in the sun,
    14 lines
  • "And if he's gone away," said she,
    "Good riddance, if you're asking me.
    13 lines
  • Never love a simple lad,
     Guard against a wise,
    16 lines
  • There still are kindly things for me to know,
    Who am afraid to dream, afraid to feel-
    14 lines
  • Unto seventy years and seven,
     Hide your double birthright well-
    20 lines
  • "It's queer," she said; "I see the light
     As plain as I beheld it then,
    20 lines
  • When I admit neglect of Gissing,
    They say I don't know what I'm missing.
    4 lines
  • Back of my back, they talk of me,
     Gabble and honk and hiss;
    20 lines
  • What time the gifted lady took
    Away from paper, pen, and book,
    4 lines
  • There was one a-riding grand
     On a tall brown mare,
    40 lines
  • The pure and worthy Mrs. Stowe
    Is one we all are proud to know
    4 lines
  • It costs me never a stab nor squirm
    To tread by chance upon a worm.
    4 lines
  • Oh, when I flung my heart away,
     The year was at its fall.
    6 lines
  • Dear dead Victoria
     Rotted cosily;
    16 lines
  • When I was bold, when I was bold-
     And that's a hundred years!-
    36 lines
  • This I say, and this I know:
     Love has seen the last of me.
    18 lines
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