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We Have Been Friends Together
We have been friends together,
In sunshine and in shade;
Since first beneath the chestnut-tree
O, My Friend
O, my friend,
What fitting word can I say?
You, my chum,
My companion of infinite talks,
Last
Friend, whose smile has come to be
Very precious unto me,
Though I know I drank not first
O
Friendship
When we were idlers with the loitering rills,
The need of human love we little noted:
Our love
A Time to Talk
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand
A Book of Verse
A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thou
Beside me sin
Why is the Rose so Pale
Ah Dearest, canst thou tell me why
The Rose should be so pale?
And why the azure Violet
Sho
When You Are Old
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And
He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and
When I Was One-and-Twenty
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
‘Give crowns and pounds and guineas
To One in Paradise
Thou wast all that to me, love,
For which my soul did pine-
A green isle in the sea, love,
Serenade
So sweet the hour, so calm the time,
I feel it more than half a crime,
When Nature sleeps and
To Lose Thee
To lose thee, sweeter than to gain
All other hearts I knew.
‘Tis true the drought is destitu
One day I wrote her name upon the strand
One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Again I wro
An Evening Song
Look off, dear Love, across the sallow sands,
And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea,
How l
Beautiful Dreamer
Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
Sounds of the r
Did Not
Twas a new feeling - something more
Than we had dared to own before,
Which then we hid not;
First Love
I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet.
Her face it bloomed like
Her Triumph
See the chariot at hand here of Love,
Wherein my lady rideth!
Each that draws is a swan or
Life in a Love
Escape me?
Never—
Beloved!
While I am I, and you are you,
So long as the world cont
