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  The Little Woman of Clear River Waiting to Marry a Student A Song for Two ARABIC Sand Two Similes Melodian The Lost Lady Love Brown


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id: 19897
title: Riley Love-Lyrics
author: Riley, James Whitcomb
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  Though I hear, beneath my study, like a fluttering of wings, Grew round the stump," she loved me--that old sweetheart of mine. They would not smile in Heaven till the other''s kiss had come. Mine eyes, such was my faint heart''s sweet distress. I stay with kisses, ere the tearful face Like a rose in bloom; Sweet as the dew''s lip to the rose''s. Her face is like a night of June And Woman''s eyes of tears and smiles,-Love, and the smiling face of her. Love, and the glad sweet face of her. Or like the lights of old antiquity To calm my love--kiss down her shielding hand With her fair face and the sweet smile of it, The touches of her hands are like the fall The touches of her hands are like the dew Fer they all died little babies; and ''twas one o'' Mother''s ways,


id: 16995
title: Riley Love-Lyrics
author: Riley, James Whitcomb
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  They would not smile in Heaven till the other''s kiss had come. [Illustration: (A'' OLD PLAYED-OUT SONG)] [Illustration: (A'' OLD PLAYED-OUT SONG--TAILPIECE)] [Illustration: (THE PASSING OF A HEART--TITLE)] [Illustration: (THE PASSING OF A HEART--TAILPIECE)] [Illustration: (HER BEAUTIFUL EYES)] [Illustration: (LET US FORGET--TITLE)] Mine eyes, such was my faint heart''s sweet distress. I stay with kisses, ere the tearful face [Illustration: (THE OLD YEAR AND THE NEW--TITLE)] [Illustration: (I SAW THE OLD YEAR END)] [Illustration: (WHEN MY DREAMS COME TRUE)] Love, and the smiling face of her. Love, and the glad sweet face of her. [Illustration: (LAST NIGHT AND THIS--TITLE)] With her fair face and the sweet smile of it, [Illustration: (WHERE SHALL WE LAND?--TITLE)] [Illustration: (THE TOUCHES OF HER HANDS--TITLE)] The touches of her hands are like the fall The touches of her hands are like the dew [Illustration: (THE TOUCHES OF HER HANDS--TAILPIECE)] [Illustration: (THE ROSE--TITLE)] [Illustration: (BLOOMS OF MAY--TITLE)]


id: 26398
title: Tudor and Stuart Love Songs
author: nan
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  That hath loved thee so long To come to thee, and be thy love. To live with thee, and be thy love. To live with thee, and be thy love. Love in thine eyes doth build his bower, Love works thy heart within his fire, SHALL I COME, SWEET LOVE? Fair sweet, how I do love thee! Whereso''er you are, my heart shall truly love you. Love doth to her eyes repair Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes. Love guards the roses of thy lips. Love guards the roses of thy lips. My true-love hath my heart, and I have his. My true-love hath my heart, and I have his. My true-love hath my heart, and I have his. My true-love hath my heart, and I have his. Shall I come, sweet Love, to thee. Shall I come, sweet Love, to thee. Shall I come, sweet Love, to thee.


id: 5125
title: Last Poems: Translations from the Book of Indian Love
author: Hope, Laurence
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  I gave thee love; thou gavest but Desire. Ah, what hast thou done with the Lover I loved, Pleasure and love shall spring around thy feet Shall, kneeling, wait thee as thou passest by, Thy nights shall be as bright as summer days, And leave to thee thy lonely rest, Thou hast returned to thy dear delights; When, thy soft caresses scorning, I shall leave thee in the shade. And the Last Sweetness of Love thou hast not given--I have not known!" Whilst thou hast done thy work, and reached the sea. Two things make my joy at this moment: thy gold-coloured beauty by night, Thou hast made a home for thy delicate beauty Thine eyes and thy hair, that were lovely symbols Little he knows of thee or me, or love.-Thy later loves shall show the truth of this. Ah, Wind, thou hast given me lovely things,


id: 4009
title: The Victories of Love, and Other Poems
author: Patmore, Coventry
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  Not loss, not death, my love shall tire. And said, ''Ah, Lord, for Thy love''s sake, With lovely motions and sweet smiles, Our thoughts are lovely, and each word And says, ''Go, Love, ''tis too much bliss.'' Vaughan and my Love, his three-days'' Bride, Yea, and love''s joy comes He likes to be in love with you, That where there''s love and truth there''s heaven. But this the God of love lets be Seen God, but ''tis the love of Him To make love''s after-life so dim, By a strict life, God''s love severe. Joy shone from Mary''s loving heart, To love two things with all my heart. Dearest, my Love and Wife, ''tis long And that the mind and heart of love, The truths of Love are like the sea As love which Heaven with single eye Though love is all of earth that''s dear, And this, like all God''s laws, is good;


id: 596
title: Rivers to the Sea
author: Teasdale, Sara
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  LOOK back with longing eyes and know that I will follow, Lift me up in your love as a light wind lifts a swallow, IN my heart the old love Open your dreams to my love and your heart to my words, His song brought love as April brings the bird, Love in my heart is a cry forever I AM free of love as a bird flying south in the autumn, I love you, I give you my light to keep. I love to think that never tears at night I LOVE my hour of wind and light, I love men''s faces and their eyes, For while I wait for love to come, The slow white stars will pass by night, Girls shall come in whom love has made aware Love, that came laughing from the elder seas, And cried to Love, from whom the sea is sweet,


id: 9920
title: The Garden of Bright Waters One Hundred and Twenty Asiatic Love Poems
author: nan
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  She has put on her green robe, my love is a laughing flower; She has put on her green robe, my love is a young rose for me to She has put on her green robe, my love is the stem of a rose; My heart has become a red kiln, like a terrace of roses. Day and night my tears are wearing away my cheeks very quietly. Life is a red thing like the sun setting very quietly; My beauty is a garden and you the bird in the flowering tree." And my songs are as beautiful as women and as strong as love; The flowers are dying in my heart, my breast is a fading garden. Gave me a cup of wine like gold water, _Song of the Love Nights of Laos._ _Song of the Love Nights of Laos._ _Song of the Love Nights of Laos._ Where the water is like light blue flowers


id: 45470
title: The Love Poems (From Les Heures claires, Les Heures d''après-midi, Les Heures du Soir)
author: Verhaeren, Emile
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  The moment is so lovely with light in the garden like a wide-spreading flower that opens pure and heart lightly without wounding it, like a hand of loving hands, one evening of clear understanding life is not made for a love like ours. To love with our eyes, let us lave our gaze of lovely silent bed--gentle night whose breezes, the woods'' edges lets the leaves fall slowly like The lovely garden blossoming with flames that The lovely garden blossoming with flames that bright garden we carried in our hearts is the heart of flowers; my eyes shining at having love; and I lived with the fire of your word, and that lives in the fine ruddy garden loves us Since that day, I know what love, pure and bright so great a love springing from our hearts, that be--what matters!--I love our garden still with


