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  • MY tower was grimly builded,
    With many a bolt and bar,
    33 lines
  • I LOOKED across the lawn one summer's day;
    Deep shadowed, dreaming in the drowsy light,
    16 lines
  • ONCE he cried to all the hills and waters
    And the tossing grain and tufted grasses:
    37 lines
  • WHAT am I glad will stay when I have passed
    From this dear valley of the world, and stand
    54 lines
  • DOWN in its crystal hollow
    Gleams the ebon well of ink:
    38 lines
  • SING me, thou Singer, a song of gold!
      Said a careworn man to me:
    19 lines
  • WHAT cared she for the free hearts? She would comfort
    The prisoned one:
    41 lines
  • OVERHEAD the leaf-song, on the upland slope;
    Over that the azure, clean from base to cope;
    18 lines
  • LEND me thy fillet, Love!
      I would no longer see:
    18 lines
  • BE true to me! For there will dawn a day
    When thou wilt find the faith that now I see,
    13 lines
  • SILLY bird!
    When his mate is near,
    31 lines
  • OFTEN when the night is come,
    With its quiet group at home,
    25 lines
  • A SEA of splendor in the West,
    Purple, and pearl, and gold,
    23 lines
  • DOES a man ever give up hope, I wonder, --
    Face the grim fact, seeing it clear as day?
    16 lines
  • THE world runs round,
    And the world runs well;
    112 lines
  • I NEVER know why 't is I love thee so:
    I do not think 't is that thine eyes for me
    10 lines
  • IF I were very sure
    That all was over betwixt you and me—
    22 lines
  • ONE, or a thousand voices?—filling noon
    With such an undersong and drowsy chant
    14 lines
  • O SOUL, that somewhere art my very kin,
    From dusk and silence unto thee I call!
    22 lines
  • THE royal feast was done; the King
    Sought some new sport to banish care,
    48 lines
  • YES, I know what you say.
    Since it cannot be soul to soul,
    13 lines
  • A PURPLE cloud hangs half-way down;
      Sky, yellow gold below;
    8 lines
  • O GOD, our Father, if we had but truth!
      Lost truth—which thou perchance
    19 lines
  • FAREWELL to such a world! Too long I press
    The crowded pavement with unwilling feet.
    68 lines
  • FIVE mites of monads dwelt in a round drop
    That twinkled on a leaf by a pool in the sun.
    57 lines
  • TO-DAY, "I thought, "I will not plan nor strive;
    Idle as yon blue sky, or clouds that go
    15 lines
  • CRUEL and wild the battle:
    Great horses plunged and reared,
    46 lines
  • NOT a dread cavern, hoar with damp and mould,
    Where I must creep, and in the dark and cold,
    10 lines
  • THE stars know a secret
    They do not tell;
    53 lines
  • A TROOP of babes in Summer-Land,
    At heaven's gate—the children's gate:
    18 lines
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