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Your grief....
Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
youve been wanting to see. Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes. If it were always a Rate it:

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Nocturne Of Remembered Spring
Conrad Potter Aiken
And remember, while the rich music yawns and closes, With a luxury of pain, how silence comes. YRate it:

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The Shadow
William Carlos Williams
lain— So soft, so smooth and so cool, Spring closes me in With her arms and her hands. Rich asRate it:

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The Year of the Rose
Algernon Charles Swinburne
From the depths of the green garden-closes Where the summer in darkness dozes Till autumn pluck from his hand An hour-glass that holds not a sand; ...Rate it:

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Your grief....
Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
youve been wanting to see. Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes. If it were always a Rate it:

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Jasper’s Song
Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
lost red roses, One more song ere the cold night closes, and welcome, O welcome the dark death in !Rate it:

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You
unifairie
yet As your sun starts to set Heavenly blue closes forever Warm smile and warm arms Gone to theRate it:

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Bitter For Sweet
Christina Georgina Rossetti
air and refreshing showers: And even Autumn closes. Yea, Autumn's chilly self is going, And winRate it:

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A Ballad of Dreamland
Algernon Charles Swinburne
bird. Lie still, I said, for the wind's wing closes, And mild leaves muffle the keen sun's dart; LRate it:

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Introit : VIII. The Golden Joy
Thomas MacDonagh
is Joy, the music that needs sorrow To fill its closes, as Death fulfils Life, As Life fills Time, Rate it:

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1914
Wilfred Owen
of the world With perishing great darkness closes in. The foul tornado, centred at Berlin, Is over Rate it:

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A Basket of Flowers
Adam Lindsay Gordon
heat, When the last of the roses Despairingly closes In the lull that reposes Ere storm winds wax fRate it:

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A Bunch of Roses
Andrew Barton Paterson
roses white, What are the joys that my heart discloses? Sitting alone in the fading light MemoriRate it:

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A Funeral Fantasie
Friedrich Schiller
the pale procession come Where the grave closes on the night below. With dim, deep-sunkeRate it:

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A Late Walk
Robert Frost
like thatch with the heavy dew, Half closes the garden path. And when I come to the garden ground,Rate it:

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A ma fille Adèle
Victor Marie Hugo
bruit ; Et je priais, veillant sur tes paupières closes ; Et mes yeux se mouillaient de pleurs, sonRate it:

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A Man Perishing in the Snow: From Whence Reflections are Raised on the Miseries of Life.
James Thomson
abode of man; While round him night resistless closes fast, And ev'ry tempest howling o'er his headRate it:

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A Match
Algernon Charles Swinburne
or singing weather, Blown fields or flowerful closes, Green pasture or gray grief; If love were Rate it:

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A narrow fellow in the grass
Emily Dickinson
a comb, A spotted shaft is seen; And then it closes at your feet And opens further on. He likes a Rate it:

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A Night-Piece
William Wordsworth
its unfathomable depth. At length the Vision closes; and the mind, Not undisturbed by the delightRate it:

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A Pâques
Emile Verhaeren
les abeilles Bourdonner jusqu'au soir à tes closes oreilles Et que l'on voie en tourbillons RôdeRate it:

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A Song of Sydney
Ethel Castilla
entwine, Gay sunflowers fill sea-scented closes, All sweet with woodbine. Thy harbour's fairRate it:

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A Sonnet
James Kenneth Stephen
the changing sea, Now bird-like pipes, now closes soft in sleep: And one is of an old half-wittRate it:

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A Sonnet (Two Voices Are There)
James Kenneth Stephen
with the changing sea, Now bird-like pipes, now closes soft in sleep: And one is of an old half-witRate it:

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A Stream’s Singing
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
I feel the gathering shadows Of the night that closes all things: And the fair earth fades beforeRate it:

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