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Ah, how I joyed for
so many years!
Death under my heel with his hindering fears,
And I the lord of my life for ever!
Leisure and labour limitless,
And always the joy of the earned success
Crowned with the joy of the new endeavour!
And I thought "I will make all wisdoms mine;"
And I thought "The world shall be glad of me."
Ah, how I joyed! for could I divine
What the fruit of immortal days must be?
But alas for the numbness of wont on all,
For the heart that has loved too often to prize,
For the eyes that have wept too often for tears,
For the listless feet and the careless ears,
For the brain that has learned that to learn is vain,
For forgotten joy and forgotten pain,
For the life too frequent for memories!
And I taste no joy because it will pall,
And I watch no grace because it will wane,
And I seek no good for it will not remain,
And I knit no tie because it will sever.
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VII
Home
A Bird And Flower
A Coarse Morning
A
Comrade A Song Of A Springtime
A Summer Mood
Autumn
Warnings Baby Eyes
Belated Betrothed
Beyond The
Shadow Day Is Dead And Let Us Sleep
Dear Love, Goodnight
Dearest, This One Day we Own
Disenchanted
Farewell Hark
The Skylight In The Cloud
Her Memories
In After Years
Late Roses
Linnet And Lark
Miles And Miles
My Loss
News To The King
No News From The War
Not Love Not To
Be Once A Sea Nymph Loved A Boy
Once One Star Only For
Love's Heaven Poulain The Prisoner
Question And Answer
Seeds With Wings
Siste Viator
Spring And Summer
St.-Amé
Tell Me Not Of Morrows Sweet
Tell Thee Truth Sweet No
The
Apple Orchard The Bees
In The Lime
The Bindweed
The Brambles
The Brook Rhine
The Butterfly
The Cornflower
The Daughter
The First Spring Day
The Flower By The Path
The Flowers to Come
The Flowing Tide
The Frozen River
The Graveyard
The Heart That Lacks Room
The Heather
The Holly
The Lovers
The Missing Star
The Nightingale
The Old Dream
The Old Love
The Pine
The Primrose
The Rivulet
The Sea-Maid's Song
The Skylark's Song
The Snows
The Storm
The Swallows
The Violet And The Rose The Whisper
The Wind's Tidings
To-Day Too Soon So Far, Fair Lillies
Waiting
We Two
Where Found Love His Yesterday
Where home
Was While The Woods Were Green
White Rose And Red
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