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“There’s little sunshine in my heart, A Slack to spring, lead to sink:There’s little sunshine in the world, I think.””There’s glow of sunshine in my heart (Cool wind, cool the glow):There’s flood of sunshine in the world, I know.”Now if…
If he would come to-day, to-day, to-day, O, what a day to-day would be!But now he’s away, miles and miles away From me across the sea.O little bird, flying, flying, flying To your nest in the warm west,Tell him as…
Where were you last night? I watched at the gate;I went down early, I stayed down late. Were you snug at home, I should like to know,Or were you in the coppice wheedling Kate?She’s a fine girl, with a fine…
What shall we do with Margery?She lies and cries upon her bed,All lily-pale from foot to head,Her heart is sore as sore can be;Poor guileless shamefaced Margery. A foolish girl, to love a manAnd let him know she loved him…
Where my heart is (wherever that may be)Might I but follow!If you fly thither over lane and leaO honey-seeking bee,O careless swallow,Bid some for whom I watch keep watch for me. Alas that we must dwell, my heart and I,So…
I planted a young tree when I was young;But now the tree is grown and I am old:There wintry robin shelters from the cold And tunes his silver tongue.A green and living tree I planted it,A glossy-foliaged tree of evergreen:All…
Because one loves you, Helen Grey, Is that a reason you should pout And like a March wind veer aboutAnd frown and say your shrewish say?Don’t strain the cord until it snaps, Don’t split the sound heart with your wedge,…
Jess and Jill are pretty girls,Plump and well to do,In a cloud of windy curls:Yet I know whoLoves me more than curls or pearls. I’m not pretty, not a bit—Thin and sallow-pale;When I trudge along the streetI don’t need a…
Come, cuckoo, come: Come again, swift swallow:Come and welcome! when you come Summer’s sure to follow: June the month of months Flowers and fruitage brings too,When green trees spread shadiest boughs, When each wild bird sings too. May is scant…
Oh the cheerful Budding-tirrie! When thorn-hedges turn to green,When new leaves of elm and lime Cleave and shed their winter screen;Tender lambs are born and baa, North wind finds no snow to bring,Vigorous Nature laughs “Ha ha!” In the miracle…