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If You Were Coming (11)

If you were coming in the fall,/ I �d brush the summer by/ With half a smile and half a spurn,/ As housewives do a fly./ / If I could see you in a year,/ I �d wind the months in balls,/ And put them ...
The Complete Poems

A Woman Waits for Me (12)

A woman waits for me, she contains all, nothing is lacking,/ Yet all were lacking if sex were lacking, or if the moisture of/ the right man were lacking./ / Sex contains all, bodies, souls, / Mean...

Thy Love Is Better (13)

Some glory in their birth, some in their skill,/ Some in their wealth, some in their body's force,/ Some in their garments, though new-fangled ill;/ Some in their hawks and hounds, some in their hors...

For Thy Sweet Love Remembered (14)

When, in disgrace with fortune and men�s eyes,/ I all alone beweep my outcast state,/ And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,/ And look upon myself and curse my fate,/ Wishing me like to one ...

Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day? (15)

Shall I compare thee to a summer�s day?/ Thou art more lovely and more temperate./ Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,/ And summer�s lease hath all too short a date./ Sometime too hot the e...

The Marriage of True Minds (16)

Let me not to the marriage of true minds/ Admit impediments. Love is not love/ Which alters when it alteration finds,/ Or bends with the remover to remove:/ O no; it is an ever-fixed mark,/ That look...

Elm (17)

I know the bottom, she says. I know it with my great tap root:/ It is what you fear./ I do not fear it: I have been there./ / Is it the sea you hear in me,/ Its dissatisfactions?/ Or the voice of not...
The Collected Poems

I Walk Alone (18)

I?/ I walk alone;/ The midnight street/ Spins itself from under my feet;/ My eyes shut/ These dreaming houses all snuff out;/ Through a whim of mine/ Over gables the moon's celestial onion/ Hangs hig...

Tell Me the Truth about Love (19)

Some say love's a little boy,/ And some say it's a bird,/ Some say it makes the world go around,/ Some say that's absurd,/ And when I asked the man next-door,/ Who looked as if he knew,/ His wife got...

As I Walked Out One Evening (20)

As I walked out one evening,/ Walking down Bristol Street,/ The crowds upon the pavement/ Were fields of harvest wheat./ / And down by the brimming river/ I heard a lover sing/ Under an arch of the r...
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