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Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine. Unwind the solemn twine, and tie my Valentine! Oh the Earth was made for lovers, for damsel, and hopeless swain.

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For sighing, and gentle whispering, and unity made of twain. All things do go a courting, in earth, or sea, or air. God hath made nothing single but thee in His world so fair! The bride, and then the bridegroom, the two, and then the one.

Adam, and Eve, his consort, the moon, and then the sun. The life doth prove the precept, who obey shall happy be. Who will not serve the sovereign, be hanged on fatal tree. The high do seek the lowly, the great do seek the small. None cannot find who seeketh, on this terrestrial ball.

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The bee doth court the flower, the flower his suit receives. And they make merry wedding, whose guests are hundred leaves.

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The wind doth woo the branches, the branches they are won. And the father fond demandeth the maiden for his son. The storm doth walk the seashore humming a mournful tune. The wave with eye so pensive, looketh to see the moon.

Their spirits meet together, they make their solemn vows. No more he singeth mournful, her sadness she doth lose. The worm doth woo the mortal, death claims a living bride. Night unto day is married, morn unto eventide. Earth is a merry damsel, and heaven a knight so true. And Earth is quite coquettish, and beseemeth in vain to sue. Now to the application, to the reading of the roll. To bringing thee to justice, and marshalling thy soul:. Thou art a human solo, a being cold, and lone.

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Wilt have no kind companion, thou reap'st what thou hast sown. Hast never silent hours, and minutes all too long.

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And a deal of sad reflection, and wailing instead of song? There's Sarah, and Eliza, and Emeline so fair.

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And Harriet, and Susan, and she with curling hair! Thine eyes are sadly blinded, but yet thou mayest see. Six true, and comely maidens sitting upon the tree. Approach that tree with caution, then up it boldly climb. And seize the one thou lovest, nor care for space, or time! Then bear her to the greenwood, and build for her a bower. And give her what she asketh, jewel, or bird, or flower And bring the fife, and trumpet, and beat upon the drum And bid the world Goodmorrow, and go to glory home!

Like thee to dance -- like thee to sing One little boat -- o'erspent with gales Retrimmed its masts -- redecked its sails Garland for Queensmay be I scanned their trinkets curious -- I grasped -- I bore away Cry "it's I," "take Dollie,". Could she have guessed that it would be If night stands fast -- then noon. Some Vision of the World Cashmere Rather -- Heaven's "Peter Parley"! Hidden away, cunningly, From sagacious eyes.

Murmured "Resurgam" -- "Centipede"! I hope I'm ready for "the worst" Perhaps the "Kingdom of Heaven's" changed I hope the "Children" there Won't be "new fashioned" when I come A poor -- torn heart -- a tattered heart I found her -- "pleiad" -- in the woods.

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A careless snatch -- a ballad -- A ditty of the street Uttered in Bethlehem! Stooping -- plucking -- smiling -- flying Stooping -- plucking -- sighing -- flying Patient till Paradise. Will there really be a "Morning"? Where the place called "Morning" lies! The peace -- the flight -- the Amethyst Thro' Centuries of noon. This place is Bliss -- this town is Heaven Mansions must be warm!

These are the days when Birds come back Gone -- Mr. Bryant's "Golden Rod" As Children bid the Guest "Good Night".

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Have you got a Brook in your little heart. Why, look out for the little brook in March. And the snows come hurrying from the fills. Some shook their he, and others smiled The little cage of "Currer Bell". Nor "Band" -- in brass and scarlet -- drest The "Morning Stars" the Treble led.

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Some -- say -- it is "the Spheres" -- at play! Where we -- with late -- celestial face And "Jesus"! Where is Jesus gone? Not portly, mind! If either of her "sparrows fall,". These are the patient "Laureates". If the foolish, call them "flowers" Those who read the "Revelations".

Could we stand with that Old "Moses" Then prate about "Preferment" Since that My Lord, "the Lord of Lords". Bliss is, but Bliss, and Breath but Breath! I have never seen "Volcanoes" Will not cry with joy "Pompeii"! Or if it dare -- to climb your dizzy knee How many times these low feet staggered Stroke the cool forehead -- hot so often Lift -- if you care -- the listless hair Buzz the dull flies -- on the chamber window Brave -- shines the sun through the freckled pane Fearless -- the cobweb swings from the ceiling Whether it's Buttercups -- that "skim" Then -- skip -- the frost -- upon the lea A Bird -- by chance -- that goes that way He will tell me what "Peter" promised Get Gabriel -- to tell -- the royal syllable Get Saints -- with new -- unsteady tongue I'm "wife" -- I've finished that With eyes in death -- still begging raised And still -- my Heart -- my Eye outweighs Jesus merely "looked" at Peter They "noticed" me -- they noticed me It listening -- listening -- went to sleep Since breaking then -- since breaking then Mistress is "not at home" -- to say When Night -- descending -- dumb -- and dark Did the "Paradise" -- persuaded When "Landlords" turn the drunken Bee.

When Butterflies -- renounce their "drams" Do they know that this is "Amherst" Do they wear "new shoes" -- in "Eden" Won't they scold us -- when we're homesick

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