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Light as the foam on the crest of the billow, Hurrying over the street, Spins a fair creature as lithe as the willow, So dainty and neat. Many an eye the fair vision will follow, Heads from the watching will reel, As she floats on her way with…

Did'st thou see, Love this dawning Sweet rose? I've wandered O, so far, Sweet rose; Yes, wandered since the morning First stole her speech from night And gave the world forewarning Of loss of sleep and star;And, yet, Iv'e caught no sight Of…

I dreamed last nightThat ballots fell like rain;That boxes overflowedAnd filled again;That joy expanded every manly breastAnd Fassett's name was leading all the rest.I dreamed the pollsWere crowded all the day;That waiting onesReluctant turned…

The new-born Moon lies low on breastOf western sky, a silver streakScarce seen by me, a gentle freakOf nature's fancy, mild-light crestOf night's soft glory, whispering peaceTo grief hit watcher's weary soul,And giving promise rich and wholeIn truth…

Fie, Philo, how you talk, You're mad, Mad, man, I say, as mad as death. Dost think men live and walk This earth for life alone? You balk The truth, you - waste your breath, You're mad. Men live for Truth, I know, For Truth; Truth, man, for…

My youth? Ah, yes; just through the door; yes, there. The room is empty? Strange. I left it not A moment since, I vow, upon a chair Just where you looked; and now 'tis gone? Sad lot. The past's a thief. 'Twas first my childhood, now It is my…

One day, 'twas long ago, I met a maiden, far to see, A maiden fair and dear to me; But that was long ago. She was so fair, I know; How fair she was I cannot say, But fairer than a morn of May: But that was long ago. And we did vow, I…

Sweet moments live though they be dead; And love-words glow that we have said; The pulse thrills now, as in the hour When love first dwelt in its own bower And bowed a slave to its mad power! So what care I For th' inky sky? The past is mine, -…

How gloriously it beameth, With twinkling, silver ray, Resplendent in its beauty, To light us on our way. Though oft the clouds are heavy, And shadows cast before, That star on all was shining, From hut to palace door. The firmament above…

I dreamt there came a love I ne'er before
Had felt. I cannot tell its shape, it came
As comes the light of morn with just the same
Bright witching spell, and, lo, the dream was o'er.
I dreamt there came a sigh, on wings which bore
It deep into…