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Golden-throated, hath God sent th… Sweet, sweet! singing, singing all… I said Ah, the young Spring she w… And he’ll seek the sunny distance… For all the other birds have left…
A Prayer in Time of War Whence comes the rain that ceasele… And seems to hold the bitter taste… Is it the lonely sorrow of the nig… Where patient women shed their hop…
My darling laughed in the dawning, And the birds perched low to hear. The quick sprung anew from dead as… That Spring’s passing feet had fl… Oh, Life came over the meadows,
This is the scene of a man’s despa… From the difficult traits of the f… A shot rang out in the night; deat… And you stood alone, a stranger, a… Coward flesh, brave soul, which wa…
Is it some shade from Paradise, Shut down beneath the clouding ski… This wandering voice that ever cri… In its pathetic sweetness? Some loving soul that, leaning far
The little birds, they do not heed… The ungracious wind, the branches… The sleety burden of the jaundiced… Bring them no mourning, for the bi… Though from their beak the stolen…
I know of a thrush’s nest, a prett… I know of a thrush’s nest with thr… It is in the perfumed pine, the ta… It is in the cool dark wood that… I know of a speckled trout, a nobl…
Droop all the flowers in my garden… All their fair heads hang low; For rose, their fairest companion, Never again will they know. Bring me no flowers for wearing,
Cean duv deelish, beside the sea I stand and stretch my hands to th… Across the world. The riderless horses race to shore With thundering hoofs and shudderi…
All day I lie beneath the great p… Whose perfumed branches wave and s… I hear the groaning of its straini… As in the breeze its thin leaves m… Like frantic fingers loosened and…
The wind has blown my heart away All on a summer holiday. If you can find it, pray you tell, For this is how the loss befell If you will now my tale believe,
For that old love I once adored I deck my halls and spread my boar… At Christmas-time. With all the winter’s flowers that… I wreathe my room, and mistletoe
They say it is the wind in midnigh… Loud shrieking past the window, th… Each casement shudder with its sto… And the barred door with pushing s… Ah, no! ah, no! It is the souls p…
What is the secret of your life, b… Ox the sweet grass eating? Who strung the mighty sinews in yo… Who set that great heart beating? What is the secret of your death,…
In the darkness of the night I wa… Ave Maria, hear my cry! Dread shapes crowd around me, I c… Ave Maria, hear my cry! Love that must separate, Death th…