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La Figlia Che Piange (The Weeping Girl)
O quam te memorem virgo . . .
Stand on the highest pavement of the stair --
Lean on a garden urn --
Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair --
Clasp your flowers to you with a pained suprise --...
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Little Boy Blue The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands; And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And his musket moulds in his hands. Time was when the little toy dog was new, And the soldier was passing...
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Lullaby Town There's a quaint little place they call Lullaby Town  It's just back of those bills where the sunsets go down. Its streets are of silver, its buildings of gold, And its palaces dazzling things to behold; There are...
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The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo
Non torno vivo alcun, s'i'odo il vero,...
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XCIX
There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul.
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I O what can ail thee knight at arms Alone and palely loitering? The sedge has wither'd from the Lake, And no birds sing! II O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms So haggard and so woe-begone? The...
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XLIII When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, For all the day they view things unrespected; But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee, And darkly bright are bright in dark directed. Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright, ...
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A Spanish version of "Life Is an Untitled Poem"
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Oye vida ven aqu!
Destruye las paredes de mi egocntrico martirio
y arranca de un jaln a mi desordenado...
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["Moon with Shadows"
a Spanish version witten by M. Bloom]
Vine yo aqu a estas fronteras —en bsqueda,
y con necesidad de...
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The following poem "Love Is Not All" is a version Lucius wrote after Edna Vincent Millay's original. "Love is not all. It is not meat nor drink Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain." In the beauty of sunlight...
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Sometimes I sit and wonder What my life is going to be Where I'm at and where I'm going, Just what will I live to see? As I ponder ever deeper Musing on things yet to come Time and people pass beside me, How much time until I'm done? Soon I find...
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"Two lovers by chance they did meet, possessed with a mutual flame,
And now you shall hear how they greet, for I will declare the same:
Quoth he, "Thou hast sparks in thine eyes, that do kindle in me such a fire,
I comforts shall...
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(The Art of Life)
Who will tell me what am I?
A bubble of water
Put out by a whiff of wind,
Or the flame of a lamp
That burns forever in my heart?
I had rather ask the sky
That changes its colour
Ever so often,
Or the...
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The love I bear you, dearest,
Would make the sweetest tale,
We'd sail upon a sea of bliss,
And I would lift the sail.
Our happiness would be sublime,
Surpassing tongue or pen.
You may as well learn things from me,
As to learn...
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So short is life, so full of meaning
So short is life, expressing ones feeling
Life is short even but a day
Lest one can live, love, laugh and play
Lest one can hear one's point of view
And ask for judgement in what we do.
To help...
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Leave me, my blamer,
For the sake of the love
Which unites your soul with
That of your beloved one;
For the sake of that which
Joins spirit with mothers
Affection, and ties your
Heart with filial love. Go,
And...
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Ah, love, within the shadow of the wood
The laurels are cut down; some other brows
May bear the classic wreath which Fame allows
And find the burden honorable and good.
Have we not passed the laurels as they stood —
Soft in the...
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As I traveled on my way,
I stopped to watch a child at play.
I watched him and the ball he tossed,
And realized what mankind has lost.
Somehow, we've lost that childhood view
Of a world gone by that we once knew.
We've lost our...
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He may be six kinds of a liar,
He may be ten kinds of a fool,
He may be a wicked highflyer
Beyond any reason or rule;
There may be a shadow above him
Of ruin and woes to impend,
And I may not respect, but I love him,...
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He will miss
the seasonal change,
subtle as it will be:
the first two waves of chill.
He will leave
when...
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How Should the soul not take wings
when from the Glory of God
It hears a sweet, kindly call:
"Why are you here, soul? Arise!"
How should a fish not leap fast
into the sea form dry land
When from the ocean so cool
the sound...
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I loved a girl in days of yore—
A girl who said me nay
Because she loved another more;
That's why I went away!
And then I wandered everywhere
About this earthly ball,
And met a lot of maidens fair
Who held my heart in...
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I said — Then, dearest, since 'tis so,
Since now at length my fate I know,
Since nothing all my love avails,
Since all, my life seemed meant for, fails,
Since this was written and needs must be —
My whole heart rises up to...
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Is love a setting sun
embarking on a night journey
traversing memories of a summer sky
rocking woods to dreams?
Is it a vision
of tripping mellowed slopes
and then conversing
with echoes long lost?
I shall keep this dry...
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