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A slumber did my spirit seal

A thousand knights have rein'd their steeds

A weary lot is thine, fair maid

Absent from thee, I languish still!
Accept, my love, as true a heart
Again I see my bliss at hand

Ah! County Guy, the hour is nigh
Ah! Chloris! that I now could sit

Ah! I remember well (and how can I
Ah! were she pitiful as she is fair,
Ah! what avails the sceptred race
Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon

Alexis, here she stay'd; among these pines
All's over then does truth sound bitter
All thoughts, all passions, all delights
And wilt thou leave me thus ?

As a lily among the thorns

As when a lady, walking Flora's bowre

Ask me no more where Jove bestows

Ask me no more: the moon may draw the sea

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Ask not the cause, why sullen Spring

At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly

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Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art

By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth
By those soft tods of wool

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Come live with me and be my love
Come, Sleep! O Sleep! the certain knot of peace!

Dear love, for nothing less than thee
Dear quirister, who from those shadows sends
Dear! why should you command me to my rest
Depart, depart, depart -

Diaphenia like the daffadown dilly
Disdain me not without desert

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Doubt you to whom my Muse these notes intendeth
Drink to me only with thine eyes

Each on his own strict line we move

E'en like two little bank-dividing brooks
Escape me? -

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Fain would I change that note

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Fair is my Love when her fair golden hairs

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Fair maid, had I not heard thy baby cries
Fair, sweet and young, receive a prize
Fare thee well! and if for ever

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Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing
Farewell to Northmaven

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From you have I been absent in the spring

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
Give me more love, or more disdain
Give place, ye lovers, here before

Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand
Go, lovely Rose!

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Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love
Happy and free, securely blest

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Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings
Having this day, my horse, my hand, my lance
He that loves a rosy cheek
Hear ye ladies that despise
Helen, thy beauty is to me

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Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee

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Hold back thy hours, dark Night! till we have done

How delicious is the winning

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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways

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I pray thee leave, love me no more

I prithee, send me back my heart

I saw from the beach, when the morning was shining

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If thou wouldst see threads purer than the gold
If to be absent were to be

I'll gaze no more on her bewitching face

In Love's Name you are charged, O fly

In this fair stranger's eyes of grey -

In vain you tell your parting lover
It is not Beauty I demand

It is the miller's daughter

It often comes into my head

It was a lover and his lass

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It was many and many a year ago
It was not in the winter

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John Anderson, my jo, John

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Know, Celia, since thou art so proud

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Last night my cheek was wetted with warm tears
Lay a garland on my hearse

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Let it not your wonder move

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Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Let others sing of knights and Palladins
Let's contend no more, Love

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Like as a ship that through the ocean wide
Like the Idalian queen

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Like to Diana in her summer weed

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Like to the clear in highest sphere

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Look how the pale queen of the silent night

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Mary! I want a lyre with other strings
My heart is beating with all things that are
My Lady's presence makes the Roses red
My letters! all dead paper,

My lute awake! perform the last
My silks and fine array -

Never seek to tell thy love

mute and white

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No longer mourn for me when I am dead
Not, Celia, that I juster am

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Now is the time, when all the lights wax dim

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O let the solid ground

O my Luve's like a red, red rose

never say that I was false of heart

stay, sweet warbling woodlark, stay

Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white

Now the lusty Spring is seen

Nymph of the downward smile and sidelong glance

O fain would I before I die

O Love, Love, Love! O withering might!

O Lovers' eyes are sharp to see

O mark yon Rose-tree! when the West

O Mary, at thy window be

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Night! O jealous Night! repugnant to my measures

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O swallow, swallow, flying, flying South

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Oh do not wanton with those eyes

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Oh fair sweet face, oh eyes celestial bright
Oh no more, no more, too late

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Oh, wilt thou have my hand, Dear, to lie along in thine

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