Dinah Maria Mulock Craik Poems

SOME men strut proudly, all purple and gold,
Hiding queer deeds 'neath a cloak of good fame;
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IN the June twilight, in the soft gray twilight,
The yellow sun-glow trembling through the rainy eve,
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THERE was a house, a house of clay,
Wherein the inmate sat all day,
Merry and poor;
For Hope sat with her, heart to heart,
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THEY have toiled all the night, the long weary night,
They have toiled all the night, Lord, and taken nothing:--
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IN face of a great sorrow like to death
How do we wrestle night and day with tears;
How do we fast and pray; how small appears
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STREAM of my life, dull, placid river, flow!
I have no fear of the ingulfing seas:
Neither I look before me nor behind,
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LEONORA, Leonora,
How the word rolls--Leonora--
Lion-like, in full-mouthed sound,
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LITTLE white clouds, why are you flying
Over the sky so blue and cold?
Fair faint hopes, why are you lying
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YOU are to be married, Mary;
This hour as I wakeful lie
In the dreamy dawn of the morning,
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SOFT of voice and light of hand
As the fairest in the land--
Who can rightly understand
My love Annie?
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