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When I come to the end of the roadAnd the sun has set for meI want no rites in a gloom filled roomWhy cry for a soul set free?Miss me a little, but not for longAnd not with your head…
Something this foggy day, a something whichIs neither of this fog nor of today,Has set me dreaming of the winds that playPast certain cliffs, along one certain beach,And turn the topmost edge of waves to spray:Ah pleasant pebbly strand so…
You must not call me Maggie, you must not call me Dear, For I’m Lady of the Manor now stately to see;And if there comes a babe, as there may some happy year, ‘Twill be little lord or lady at…
‘Kookoorookoo! kookoorookoo!’Crows the cock before the morn;‘Kikirikee! kikirikee!’Roses in the east are born.‘Kookoorookoo! kookoorookoo!’Early birds begin their singing;‘Kikirikee! kikirikee!’The day, the day, the day is springing.
Jesus, do I love Thee?Thou art far above me,Seated out of sightHid in Heavenly LightOf most highest height.Martyred hosts implore Thee,Seraphs fall before Thee,Angels and Archangels,Cherub throngs adore Thee;Blessed She that bore Thee!All the Saints approve Thee,All the Virgins love…
January cold desolate;February all dripping wet;March wind ranges;April changes;Birds sing in tuneTo flowers of May,And sunny JuneBrings longest day;In scorched JulyThe storm-clouds flyLightning-torn;August bears corn,September fruit;In rough OctoberEarth must disrobe her;Stars fall and shootIn keen November;And night is longAnd cold…
Safe where I cannot die yet,Safe where I hope to lie too,Safe from the fume and the fret;You, and you,Whom I never forget.Safe from the frost and the snow,Safe from the storm and the sun,Safe where the seeds wait to…
I sat beneath a willow tree,Where water falls and calls;While fancies upon fancies solaced me,Some true, and some were false. Who set their heart upon a hopeThat never comes to pass,Droop in the end like fading heliotrope,The sun’s wan looking-glass.…
In the meadow—what in the meadow?Bluebells, buttercups, meadowsweet,And fairy rings for the children’s feetIn the meadow.In the garden—what in the garden?Jacob’s-ladder and Solomon’s-seal,And Love-lies-bleeding beside All-healIn the garden.
If the sun could tell us halfThat he hears and sees,Sometimes he would make us laugh,Sometimes make us cry:Think of all the birds that makeHomes among the trees;Think of cruel boys who takeBirds that cannot fly.