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The Crown Of Life
THE days, the doubts, the dreams of pain
Are over, not to come again,
And from the menace of the night
Has dawned the day-star of delight:
NIGHT wind sighing through the poplar leaves,
Trembling of the aspen, shivering of the willow,
Every leafy voice of all the night-time grieves,
Love And Knowledge
THOUGH you and I so long have been so near--
Have felt each other's heart-beats hour by hour,
If you loved me I could trust you to your fancy's furthest bound
While the sun shone and the wind blew, and the world went round,
YES--kiss my forehead where the pain
Is grinding outwards from my brain!
But will not pity teach you, too,
Gretna Green
Last night when I kissed you,
My soul caught alight;
And oh! how I missed you
The rest of the night -
Inasmuch As Ye Did It Not . . .
If Jesus came to London,
Came to London to-day,
He would not go to the West End,
He would come down our way;
The Ghost
NOW that the curtains are drawn close
Now that the fire burns low,
And on her narrow bed the rose
Is stark laid out in snow;
WHEN I am busying about,
Sewing on buttons, tapes, and strings,
Hanging the week's wet washing out
Or ironing the children's things,
The Fields Of Flanders
Last year the fields were all glad and gay
With silver daisies and silver may;
There were kingcups gold by the river's edge

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