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Escape me?Never—Beloved!While I am I, and you are you,So long as the world contains us both,Me the loving and you the loth,While the one eludes, must the other pursue.My life is a fault at last, I fear:It seems too much…
I. I said—Then, dearest, since ’tis so,Since now at length my fate I know,Since nothing all my love avails,Since all, my life seemed meant for, fails,Since this was written and needs must be—My whole heart rises up to blessYour name…
O the old wall here! How I could passLife in a long midsummer day,My feet confined to a plot of grass,My eyes from a wall not once away! And lush and lithe do the creepers clotheYon wall I watch, with…
“Why?” Because all I haply can and do,All that I am now, all I hope to be,—Whence comes it save from fortune setting freeBody and soul the purpose to pursue,God traced for both? If fetters, not a few,Of prejudice, convention,…
I. I dream of a red-rose tree.And which of its roses threeIs the dearest rose to me? II. Round and round, like a dance of snowIn a dazzling drift, as its guardians, goFloating the women faded for ages,Sculptured in stone,…
All, that I knowOf a certain starIs, it can throw(Like the angled spar)Now a dart of red,Now a dart of blueTill my friends have saidThey would fain see, too,My star that dartles the red and the blue!Then it stops like…
My love, this is the bitterest, that thou—Who art all truth, and who dost love me nowAs thine eyes say, as thy voice breaks to say—Shouldst love so truly, and couldst love me stillA whole long life through, had but…
I. The grey sea and the long black land;And the yellow half-moon large and low;And the startled little waves that leapIn fiery ringlets from their sleep,As I gain the cove with pushing prow,And quench its speed i’ the slushy sand.…
Never any more,While I live,Need I hope to see his faceAs before.Once his love grown chill,Mine may strive:Bitterly we re-embrace,Single still. II. Was it something said,Something done,Vexed him? was it touch of hand,Turn of head?Strange! that very wayLove begun:I as…
I. Hamelin Town’s in Brunswick,By famous Hanover city;The river Weser, deep and wide,Washes its wall on the southern side;A pleasanter spot you never spied;But, when begins my ditty,Almost five hundred years ago,To see the townsfolk suffer soFrom vermin, was a…