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Robert Crawford

I lived from 1868-1930. I was from Australia, and am in the Oceania category.

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  • There is a breath at midnight that comes in
    Sad as a sigh, for then the day is dead
    15 lines
  • Time grows upon us until we exhaust
    Hope's possibilities, and then we die
    14 lines
  • LOVE, love me only,
    Love me for ever;
    8 lines
  • Hear me, ye nymphs, and every swain,
    I'll tell how Peggy grieves me;
    34 lines
  • The winged words, they pass
    Still everywhere,
    17 lines
  • Her maiden eyes were redolent of love,
    Warm-bosomed as she breathed the passionate air
    26 lines
  • She was so dear, so fair. Her memory stays,
    Even her dying robs me not of this,
    14 lines
  • Within time's stress, amid the facts of life,
    Not in monastic solitudes, we find
    2 lines
  • How poor is comfort when the loss is great,
    And vain all counsel to assuage a tear!
    7 lines
  • How often our beliefs more than our doubts
    Ruin and mar us here, clog the soul's feet,
    5 lines

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