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My little son, who looked from thoughtful eyes
And moved and spoke in quiet grown-up wise,
Having my law the...
I saw you take his kiss!' ` 'Tis true.'
`Oh, modesty!' `Twas strictly kept:
He thought me asleep; at least, I...
Love's perfect blossom only blows
Where noble manners veil defect.
Angels may be familiar; those
Who err each...
Why, having won her, do I woo?
Because her spirit's vestal grace
Provokes me always to pursue,
But,...
A woman is a foreign land,
Of which, though there he settle young,
A man will ne'er quite understand
The...
Here, in this little bay,
Full of tumultuous life and great repose,
Where, twice a day,
The purposeless, glad...
And the only loveless look the look with which you passed.
Source: The Unknown...
I, singularly moved
To love the lovely that are not beloved,
Of all the seasons, most
Love...
With all my will, but much against my heart,
We two now part,
My Very Dear,
Our solace is, the sad road lies...
For want of me the world's course will not fail;
When all its work is done, the lie shall rot;
The truth is...