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  • When you are gone, there is nor bloom nor leaf,
    Nor singing sea at night, nor silver birds;
    12 lines
  • The stars are soft as flowers, and as near;
    The hills are webs of shadow, slowly spun;
    8 lines
  • I. The Minor Poet
    His little trills and chirpings were his best.
    44 lines
  • If she had been beautiful, even,
    Or wiser than women about her,
    20 lines, 4 comments
  • By the time you swear you're his,
    Shivering and sighing,
    6 lines
  • Razors pain you;
    Rivers are damp;
    8 lines, 3 comments
  • Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song,
    A medley of extemporanea;
    4 lines, 2 comments
  • Little things that no one needs —
        Little things to joke about —
    16 lines
  • When I consider, pro and con,
    What things my love is built upon --
    12 lines
  • The same to me are sombre days and gay.
    Though joyous dawns the rosy morn, and bright,
    25 lines
  • The ladies men admire, I've heard,
    Would shudder at a wicked word.
    10 lines, 1 comment
  • Men seldom make passes
    At girls who wear glasses.
    2 lines, 1 comment
  •     There's a place I know where the birds swing low,
            And wayward vines go roaming,
    16 lines, 3 comments
  • This, no song of an ingénue,
            This, no ballad of innocence;
    25 lines
  • Oh, I can smile for you, and tilt my head,
    And drink your rushing words with eager lips,
    24 lines, 6 comments
  • All her hours were yellow sands,
        Blown in foolish whorls and tassels;
    13 lines
  • Now it's over, and now it's done;
    Why does everything look the same?
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • My own dear love, he is strong and bold
           And he cares not what comes after.
    25 lines
  • If I don't drive around the park,
    I'm pretty sure to make my mark.
    8 lines, 1 comment
  • Love has gone a-rocketing.
    That is not the worst;
    12 lines
  • Whose love is given over-well
    Shall look on Helen's face in hell,
    4 lines
  • Four be the things I am wiser to know:
    Idleness, sorrow, a friend, and a foe.
    8 lines
  • Helen of Troy had a wandering glance;
    Sappho's restriction was only the sky;
    3 lines
  • Such glorious faith as fills your limpid eyes,
    Dear little friend of mine, I never knew.
    25 lines
  • Lilacs blossom just as sweet
    Now my heart is shattered.
    24 lines
  • Death's the lover that I'd be taking;
    Wild and fickle and fierce is he.
    20 lines, 1 comment
  • Oh, I should like to ride the seas,
      A roaring buccaneer;
    34 lines
  • Oh, lead me to a quiet cell
    Where never footfall rankles,
    13 lines
  • Daily dawns another day;
    I must up, to make my way.
    20 lines
  • I met a man the other day-
    A kindly man, and serious-
    12 lines
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