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The hope I dreamed of was a dream, Was but a dream; and now I wake,Exceeding comfortless, and worn, and old, For a dream’s sake.I hang my harp upon a tree, A weeping willow in a lake;I hang my silent…
‘Whose heart was breaking for a little love.’Downstairs I laugh, I sport and jest with all; But in my solitary room aboveI turn my face in silence to the wall; My heart is breaking for a little love. Though winter…
I.I nursed it in my bosom while it lived, I hid it in my heart when it was dead;In joy I sat alone, even so I grieved Alone and nothing said.I shut the door to face the naked truth, I…
If I might see another Spring I’d not plant summer flowers and wait:I’d have my crocuses at once,My leafless pink mezereons, My chill-veined snowdrops, choicer yet My white or azure violet,Leaf-nested primrose; anything To blow at once not late.If I…
I wish it were over the terrible pain,Pang after pang again and again;First the shattering ruining blow,Then the probing steady and slow. Did I wince? I did not faint:My soul broke but was not bent;Up I stand like a blasted…
The door was shut. I looked between Its iron bars; and saw it lie, My garden, mine, beneath the sky,Pied with all flowers bedewed and green:From bough to bough the song-birds crossed, From flower to flower the moths and bees;…
I.—A Pause of ThoughtI looked for that which is not, nor can be, And hope deferred made my heart sick in truth: But years must pass before a hope of youth Is resigned utterly.I watched and waited with a steadfast…
“Oh tell me once and tell me twice And tell me thrice to make it plain,When we who part this weary day, When we who part shall meet again.””When windflowers blossom on the sea And fishes skim along the plain,Then…
The soonest mended, nothing said; And help may rise from east or west;But my two hands are lumps of lead, My heart sits leaden in my breast.O north wind swoop not from the north, O south wind linger in the…
Oh fair Milly Brandon, a young maid, a fair maid! All her curls are yellow and her eyes are blue,And her cheeks were rosy red till a secret care made Hollow whiteness of their brightness as a care will do.Still…