His Mate
His Mate IT MAY have been a fragment of that higher Truth dreams, at times, disclose; It may have been to Fond Illusion nigher— But thus […]
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His Soul ONCE from the world of living men I passed, by a strange fancy led, To a still City of the Dead, To call upon […]
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In a Wine Cellar SEE how it flashes, This grape-blood fine!— Our beards it splashes, O comrade mine!— Life dust and ashes Were, wanting wine. Amontillado […]
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In Memory of an Actress SAY little: where she lies, so let her rest: What cares she now for Fame, and what for Art? What for […]
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Lachesis OVER a slow-dying fire, Dreaming old dreams, I am sitting; The flames leap up and expire; A woman sits opposite knitting. I’ve taken a Fate […]
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Lethe Through the noiseless doors of Death Three passed out, as with one breath. Two had faces stern as Fate, Stamped with unrelenting hate. One upon […]
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Life What know we of the dead, who say these things, Or of the life in death below the mould– What of the mystic laws that […]
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Love Love is the sunlight of the soul, That, shining on the silken-tressèd head Of her we love, around it seems to shed A golden angel-aureole. […]
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Love-Laurel Ah! that God once would touch my lips with song To pierce, as prayer doth heaven, earth’s breast of iron, So that with sweet mouth […]
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Mother Doorstep Unto the Person kind there came A young girl bearing her fruit of shame: She fell and it had to pay the price – […]
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