George Henry Boker's Poetry, by written

• March Along

  Soldiers are we from the mountain and valley,
    Soldiers are we from the hill and the plain;

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• Sonnet IX: "And does she love me now as yesterday?"

  And does she love me now as yesterday?
  Is love divine indeed, and scorns to wear

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• Sonnet II: "To say I love thee is but uttering"

  To say I love thee, is but uttering
  A worn-out phrase. The opal-breasted dove

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• Sonnet III: "As a lorn sailor clinging to the wreck"

  As a lorn sailor clinging to the wreck,
  On which he starved through many a doleful day,

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• Sonnet IV: "One hope survives; but that, like the sole sun"

  One hope survives; but that, like the sole sun,
  Covers my prospect with its fertile light

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• Sonnet V: "My heart is sad today; I know not why"

  My heart is sad today; I know not why.
  Is it the dismal falling of the rain--

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• Sonnet VI: "Lone echoes from the dim cloud-covered shore"

  Lone echoes from the dim cloud-covered shore
  Of Death are booming in my throbbing brain.

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• Sonnet VII: "I am love's thrall and vassal"

  I am Love's thrall and vassal. Though I wear
  Chains of linked roses, and am daily fed

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• Sonnet VIII: "O weary watches of the dismal night!"

  O weary watches of the dismal night!
  O lone, lone soul that staggers through the dark,

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• Sonnet X: "A shame arose betwixt my love and me"

  A shame arose betwixt my Love and me.
  I am not worthy to be called her own.

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• Sonnet XI: "If I should perish e'er I pen this line"

  If I should perish e'er I pen this line,
  And take my place with the forgotten dead,

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• Sonnet XII: "Why sing forever in this mournful way"

  Why sing forever in this mournful way,
  Vexing the future for my hidden lot?

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• Sonnet XIII: "Perhaps in mercy is the future masked"

  Perhaps in mercy is the future masked.
  For who so hardy, if his fate were read,

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• Sonnet XIV: "O Love, I leave thee all that I hold dear"

  O Love, I leave thee all that I hold dear,
  Thy precious self, in faithful ward to keep.

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• Sonnet XV: "Where is my merit? By what special grace"

  Where is my merit? By what special grace
  Am I so blessed above all other men?

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• Sonnet XVI: "All the world's malice, all the spite of fate"

  All the world's malice, all the spite of fate,
  Cannot undo the rapture of the past.

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• Sonnet XVII: "Too full of rapture was this sunny day!"

  Too full of rapture was this sunny day!
  My senses ache from that through which they passed:

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• Sonnet XIX: "Why should I love? Why lay my heart before"

  Why should I love? Why lay my heart before
  One who may glance with merriment or scorn

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• Sonnet XX: "O sacred head that felt her queenly hand!"

  O sacred head that felt her queenly hand!
  O regal brow, round which her arms have wound

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• Sonnet XXI: "Sometimes I fear thou'lt poise my muse's praise"

  Sometimes I fear thou'lt poise my muse's praise,
  Against my spoken words, and sharply cry

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• Sonnet XXII: "Some hearts prevail by action; some have skill"

  Some hearts prevail by action; some have skill,
  With tone, phrase, look and gesture to subdue

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• Sonnet XXIV: "Farewell once more,--and yet again farewell!"

  Farewell once more,--and yet again farewell!
  I cannot quit thee. On thy lips I press

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• Sonnet XXXII: "The waves of busy life that whirling go"

  The waves of busy life that whirling go
  Through thy long streets, O city of my birth,

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• Sonnet XLVII: "Hail! dearest day of all the storied year!"

  Hail! dearest day of all the storied year!
  Belated songsters of the withering wood,

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• Sonnet LXII: "This love of mine is no light thing, no toy"

  This love of mine is no light thing, no toy
  To trifle with, and fill a vacant hour;

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• Sonnet LXXXV: "I know not if one beauty less or more"

  I know not if one beauty less or more
  This year hath left upon my darling's face,

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• Sonnet CXVII: "Within the circle of my darling's charms"

  Within the circle of my darling's charms
  I stand as grimly as some ruin old,

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• Sonnet CXXVII: "A sadder word I never uttered yet"

  A sadder word I never uttered yet--
  No, not in chambers when the light was low,

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• Sonnet CXXIX: "The dreadful vision of my fears has burst"

  The dreadful vision of my fears has burst
  Upon our unprotected heads at last;

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• Sonnet CXLI: "What sorry mark of nature can there be"

  What sorry mark of nature can there be,
  That stamps me false before thy partial sight,

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