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A Fable
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
green leaves fluttering Saw Joy uprise on Psyche wing: Eagerly, too eagerly We followed after,--Rate it:

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A Lion Chases
Kurt Philip Behm
upon the fly As man continues onward, his psyche then will grow Until surpassing all he seeks —anRate it:

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A Maiden To Her Mirror
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
full throat would bring despair To Venus or to Psyche. Time and care Will fade these locks; thRate it:

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A Plan The Muses Entertained
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Muses entertain'd Methodically to impart To Psyche the poetic art; Prosaic-pure her soul remain'dRate it:

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A Vision Of Repentance
Charles Lamb
shades came slow a small and plaintive sound. 'Psyche am I, who love to dwell In these brown shadeRate it:

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Butterflies
Rudyard Kipling
not look where the snail and the slug lie For Psyche's birth. . . . And that is our death! Rate it:

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Cupid Far Gone
Richard Lovelace
III. Jealous of his chast Psyche, raging he Quarrels with student Mercurie, AnRate it:

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Epilogue
Vachel Lindsay
UNDER THE BLESSING OF YOUR PSYCHE WINGS Though I have found you llke a snow-drop pale, On sunny days have found you weak and still, Though I have...Rate it:

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Euthanasia
George Gordon Lord Byron
who lives, and him who dies. 'Twere sweet, my Psyche! to the last Thy features still serene to seeRate it:

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Funérailles
Henri de Regnier
Le bûcher dressé là pour ce nouvel Hercule, Emplit l’horizon rouge et le ciel empourpré ; Et la nuit s’illumine et tout entière brûle A l’ardente s...Rate it:

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Here But Gone
Kurt Philip Behm
are slower, the flash that accepts What our psyche affirms —now gone and reset (Villanova PennsyRate it:

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Hvis Thorvaldsen Dig saae, o, søde Lykke
Hans Christian Andersen
o, søde Lykke: Han Dig i Marmor gav, — og vi fik Psyche. Rate it:

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I DON'T KNOW...
Ram Krishna Singh
elements hardly in balance but contorting the psyche I don’t know what is there for me to hope wheRate it:

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Illileo
James Whitcomb Riley
alone, With your figure carved of fervor, as the Psyche carved of stone, There came to me no murmurRate it:

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In The Garden II: Visions
Edward Dowden
or shadows heed; that naked child Is dove-like Psyche slumbering in deep grass; Sleep, sleep,--heRate it:

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Juliet After The Masquerade. By Thompson
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
the life of earth than that of heaven. 'Twas PSYCHE and her boy-god, so divine They turn'd the terrRate it:

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June
Archibald Lampman
through the cool green glades, awake once more, Psyche, the white-limbed goddess, still pursued, FlRate it:

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Lost In Introspection by m.n.i.w
m.n.i.w
we breed. Generations worldwide will endure. My psyche is out of sync. Detached from the same. My dRate it:

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Love, and Be Wise
John Boyle O'Reilly
test; Never to peering eye Open the breast. Psyche won hopeless woe, Reaching to take; Wait tRate it:

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Mac Flecknoe: A Satire upon the True-blue Protestant Poet T
John Dryden
more equal time, Not ev'n the feet of thy own Psyche's rhyme: Though they in number as in senseRate it:

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Music
Henry Van Dyke
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her Love and saw her Lord depa...Rate it:

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My Spirit Complete
Kurt Philip Behm
lines now in concert, all stanzas to meet My psyche impassioned, —my spirit complete (Villanova PRate it:

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My Spirit Complete
Kurt Philip Behm
play in concert, all stanzas to meet My psyche impassioned —my spirit complete (Villanova PenRate it:

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Nymph And Zephyr: A Statuary Group. By Westmacott
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
she knew the insect bird whose wing Is sacred to PSYCHE and to spring; But scarce had her touch itsRate it:

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Ode On Melancholy
John Keats
the beetle nor the death-moth be Your mournful Psyche, nor the downy owl A partner in your sorrow'Rate it:

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