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  • All to herself a woman never sings
    A happy song. Oh no! but it is so
    5 lines
  • The sanctity that is about the dead
    To make us love them more than late, when here,
    13 lines
  • The thanking heart can only silence keep;
    The breaking heart can only die alone:
    8 lines, 1 comment
  • Touch gently, friend, and slow, the violin, So sweet and low,
    That my dreaming senses may be beckoned so
    14 lines
  • The mothers wish for no more daughters;
    There is no future before them.
    18 lines
  • "Turn me a rhyme," said Fate,
    "Turn me a rhyme:
    22 lines
  • DESPAIR
    DEAR, when you see my grave,
    37 lines
  • What shall I say, my friend, my own heart healing,
    When for my love you cannot answer me?
    13 lines
  • Turn thy face to me, my love,
    I come from out the morning;
    8 lines
  • We see the sky,--we love it day by day;
    We feel the wind of Spring, from blossoms winging;
    8 lines, 1 comment
  • Here is a world of changing glow,
    Where moods roll swiftly far and wide;
    24 lines
  • I dreamed within a dream the sun was gold;
    And as I walked beneath this golden sun,
    8 lines
  • Time and I pass to and fro,
    Hardly greeting as we go,--
    22 lines
  • [Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1864]
    25 lines
  • Take me away into a storm of snow
    So white and soft, I feel no deathly chill,
    12 lines
  • The world was like a shell to me,--
    Its voice with distant song was low;
    12 lines
  • Say not, sad bell, another hour hath come,
    Bare for the record of a world of crime;
    8 lines
  • We speak of the world that passes away,--
    The world of men who lived years ago,
    12 lines
  • The sun is lying on the garden-wall,
    The full red rose is sweetening all the air,
    15 lines, 1 comment
  • Why is the nameless sorrowing look
    So often thought a whim?
    20 lines
  • At purple eyes beside the grain,
    Our loves on altars we had burned,
    16 lines
  • My graveyard holds no once-loved human forms,
    Grown hideous and forgotten, left alone,
    8 lines
  • There in the midst of gloom the church-spire rose,
    And not a star lit any side of heaven;
    16 lines
  • A shadowed form before the light,
    A gleaming face against the night,
    10 lines, 1 comment
  • Weeping for another's woe,
    Tears flow then that would not flow
    14 lines
  • Labor not in the murky dell,
    But till your harvest hill at morn;
    8 lines
  • A broken mirror in a trembling hand;
    Sad, trembling lips that utter broken thought:
    12 lines
  • Somewhere, somewhere in this heart
    There lies a jewel from the sea,
    12 lines
  • Sorrow, my friend,
    When shall you come again?
    25 lines
  • Lullaby on the wing
    Of my song, O my own!
    16 lines
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