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- Days I enjoy are days when nothing happens,
When I have no engagements written on my block,15 lines, 1 comment - How do I love you, beech-trees, in the autumn,
Your stone-grey columns a cathedral nave18 lines - What time the meanest brick and stone
Take on a beauty not their own,20 lines, 6 comments - All her youth is gone, her beautiful youth outworn,
Daughter of tarn and tor, the moors that were once her home13 lines - Cisterns and stones; the fig-tree in the wall
Casts down her shadow, ashen as her boughs,38 lines - I have known honey from the Syrian hills
Stored in cool jars; the wild acacia there94 lines - Lying on Downs above the wrinkling bay
I with the kestrels shared the cleanly day,74 lines - When little lights in little ports come out,
Quivering down through water with the stars,13 lines - Yes, they were kind exceedingly; most mild
Even in indignation, taking by the hand43 lines
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