- 1. What Though My Voice Cease Like A Moan O' The Wind?
What though my voice cease like a moan o' the wind?
Not the less shall I
Cast on this life a kindly eye,
Glad if through its mystery
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- 2. The Love That Speaks In Word And Kiss
The Love that speaks in word and kiss,
That dyes the cheek and fires the eye,
Through surface signs of shallow bliss
That, quickly born, may quickly die;
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- 3. Revoke Not
Long is it since they ceased to look on light,
To thrill with hope in our fond human way.
Why grudge them rest in their sweet ancient night,
Ungrieved, if never gay,
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- 4. My Love's Unchanged'though Time, Alas
My love's unchanged-though time, alas!
Turns silver-gilt the golden mass
Of flowing hair, and pales, I wis,
The rose that deepened with that kiss-
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- 5. Merely Suburban
Dry light reverberates, colour withdrawing
Into a sky so white, sight cannot follow it.
While in the shadows cast, rich hues, intenser
Far than in light spaces, offer me gladness.
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- 6. Life With The Sun In It
Life with the sun in it-
Shaded by gloom!
Life with the fun in it-
Shadowed by Doom!
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- 7. He Comes To Me Like Air On Parching Grass
He comes to me like air on parching grass;
His eyes are wells where truth lives, found at last;
Summer is fragrant should he this way pass;
His calm love is a chain that binds me fast….
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