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If over the sea we two were bound , What port , dear child , would we choose for ours ? We would sail , and sail , till at last we found This fairy gold of a million flowers . Yet , darling , we'd find , if at home we stayed , Of many ...
If over the sea we two were bound , What port , dear child , would we choose for ours ? We would sail , and sail , till at last we found This fairy gold of a million flowers . Yet , darling , we'd find , if at home we stayed , Of many ...
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... dear , dead joys of the days long past , The brightness and beauty that could not last , Their fair ghosts rise with the ending of snow , - The springs and the summers of long ago . O Spring - time sweet ! With silent hope thy 26 POETRY ...
... dear , dead joys of the days long past , The brightness and beauty that could not last , Their fair ghosts rise with the ending of snow , - The springs and the summers of long ago . O Spring - time sweet ! With silent hope thy 26 POETRY ...
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... dear God above . " Oh , would you believe it ! straightway the dark ground Began to tremble and shake , And make way for the little seed , hopeful now , Her upward way to take ! Up , up she went , till at last she saw The lovely ...
... dear God above . " Oh , would you believe it ! straightway the dark ground Began to tremble and shake , And make way for the little seed , hopeful now , Her upward way to take ! Up , up she went , till at last she saw The lovely ...
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... dear curly heads ; While the storm goes Where the first crocus blows . Do you know while the crocus grows Under the snows , That One smileth softly and says , " I will send This promise that all stormy times have an end ? " So our Lord ...
... dear curly heads ; While the storm goes Where the first crocus blows . Do you know while the crocus grows Under the snows , That One smileth softly and says , " I will send This promise that all stormy times have an end ? " So our Lord ...
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... dear to me Than all that bask in the noontide beam Through the long , bright summer by fount and stream . Like a pure hope nursed beneath sorrow's wing , Its timid buds from the cold moss spring ; Their delicate hues like the pink sea ...
... dear to me Than all that bask in the noontide beam Through the long , bright summer by fount and stream . Like a pure hope nursed beneath sorrow's wing , Its timid buds from the cold moss spring ; Their delicate hues like the pink sea ...
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