Cruelty has a human heart,
And Jealousy a human face;
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Once a dream did weave a shade
O'er my angel-guarded bed,
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I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
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Ah Sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun;
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Earth raised up her head
From the darkness dread and drear,
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My mother groaned, my father wept,
Into the dangerous world I leapt;
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When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, And the dimpling stream runs laughing by;
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I wandered through each chartered street,
Near where the chartered Thames does flow,
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Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
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A flower was offered to me,
Such a flower as May never bore;
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The sun descending in the west,
The evening star does shine;
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Piping down the valleys wild,
Piping songs of pleasant glee,
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Silent, silent night, Quench the holy light
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A little black thing in the snow,
Crying "weep! weep!" in notes of woe!
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My silks and fine array,
My smiles and languish'd air,
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Sound the flute!
Now it's mute!
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I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen
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Merry, merry sparrow!
Under leaves so green
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When my mother died I was very young,
And my father sold me while yet my tongue
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"Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
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The Maiden caught me in the wild,
Where I was dancing merrily;
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The sun does arise, And make happy the skies;
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Little Fly,
Thy summer's play
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I laid me down upon a bank,
Where Love lay sleeping;
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Awake, awake, my little boy!
Thou wast thy mother's only joy;
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The modest Rose puts forth a thorn,
The humble sheep a threat'ning horn:
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My mother bore me in the southern wild,
And I am black, but oh my soul is white!
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The little boy lost in the lonely fen, Led by the wandering light,
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"Father, father, where are you going? Oh do not walk so fast!
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What is it men in women do require?
The lineaments of gratified Desire.
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