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Hail holy Light, offspring of heaven first born

Happy the man, whose wish and care ...
Happy those early days, when I

Hast thou a charm to stay the morning star
Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate
Helen, thy beauty is to me

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Her, by her smile, how soon the stranger knows
Here rests a Woman, Good without pretence...
He said: and, as the sound of waters deep
He scarce had ceased, when the superior fiend
How happy is he born and taught
How he sleepeth, having drunken
How many thousand of my poorest subjects
How sleep the brave, who sink to rest ...
How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth
How sweet I roamed from field to field

How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers...

I come in gleams from the land of dreams

I do confess that I have wished to give

I have had playmates, I have had companions

I have sinuous shells of pearly hue

I hid my face awhile, then cried aloud

I strove with none, for none was worth my strife

I wandered lonely as a cloud...

I was a stricken deer, that left the herd

I weep for Adonais-he is dead

I weigh not fortune's frown or smile

I would I had some flowers o' the spring

If all the world and love were young
If crost with all mishaps be my poor life
If thou wert by my side, my love
I'm wearin' awa', Jean

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It is a place where poets crowned may feel the heart's decaying

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Leave me,

O' Love, which reachest but to dust

Lessons sweet of spring returning

Let time and chance combine, combine

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Lord, with what care hast Thou begirt us round
Lo! 'tis a gala night

Man is his own star, and the soul that can
Mild offspring of a dark and sullen sire
Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour
Mischief and true dishonour fall on those
Mortality, behold and fear

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Much have I travelled in the realms of gold
Music, when soft voices die

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My fairest child, I have no song to give you
My gentle Puck, come hither

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My life was a long dream; when I awoke

My love he built me a bonnie bower

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My mind to me a kingdom is
Mysterious Night! when our first parent knew

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Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled
No sooner had the Almighty ceased, but all
Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note
Not far advanced was morning day

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Not to know vice at all, and keep true state

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Now, by your children's cradles, now by your father's graves

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Now came still Evening on, and Twilight gray

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O sing unto my roundelay

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O day of Ashes!-twice for me
O for a sculptor's hand...

O Liberty, thou goddess heavenly bright

O little feet! that such long years

O Mary, go and call the cattle home

O that those lips had language!

O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being

Oh listen, listen, ladies gay

Oh, may I join the choir invisible

Oh what avails the sceptered race

Oh, young Lochinvar is come out of the west

Of all the thoughts of God that are

Of Nelson and the North

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Of old, when Scarron his companions invited

Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray

Once, in the flight of ages past

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Once more to distant ages of the world

One in herself, not rent by schism, but sound

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On Linden, when the sun was low

Our bugles sang truce, for the night-cloud had lowered
Our pains are real things, and all

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Peace to all such! but were there one whose fires

Piping down the valleys wild

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Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slow

Rest, blessed soul, rest satiate with the sight
Ruin seize thee, ruthless King

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That the great angel-blinding light should shrink
The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne
The boy stood on the burning deck
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day
The day is done, and the darkness
The day of tumult, strife, defeat was o'er
The glories of our blood and state
The harp that once through Tara's halls
The imperial Consort of the Fairy king
The isles of Greece! The isles of Greece!
The keener tempests come: and fuming dun
The lark has sung his carol in the sky...
The last and greatest herald of heaven's King
The Lord my pasture shall prepare

The merry world did on a day

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The Minstrel-boy to the war is gone
The quality of mercy is not strained
The seas are quiet when the winds are o'er
The spacious firmament on high
The stag at eve had drunk his fill
The stately homes of England
The summer dawn's reflected hue
The sun is warm, the sky is clear
The sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill

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The thread she spun it gleamed like gold
The world is too much with us; late and soon
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods

There is a Yew-tree, pride of Lorton Vale

There lives and works

There was a boy; ye knew him well, ye cliffs

There was a poet whose untimely tomb

There was a ripple on the water's face...

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There was a sound of revelry by night

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream

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There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away..
There's not in the wide world a valley so sweet
These are thy glorious works, Parent of good
These as they change, Almighty Father
These eyes, dear Lord, once brandons of desire
These virtues raised her fabric to the sky
They are all gone into the world of light
They grew in beauty side by side

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This only grant me, that my means may lie
This world is all a fleeting show
Thou hast not been with the festal throng
Thou lingering star, with lessening ray
Thou wast that all to me, love
Three poets, in three distant ages born
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back
Tired with all these, for restful death I cry
'Tis not the babbling of an idle world
'Tis time this heart should be unmoved
To my true king I offered free from stain
Too frail to keep the lofty vow
Two of far nobler shape, erect and tall

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Wake now, my love, awake! for it is time
Weary of all this wordy strife
Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flower
Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie
Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan

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