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Never Seek to Tell thy Love by William Blake

Never seek to tell thy love Love that never told can be For the gentle wind does move Silently invisibly I told my love I told my love I told her all my heart Trembling cold in ghastly fears Ah … Continue reading

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Reluctance by Robert Frost

Out through the fields and the woods And over the walls I have wended; I have climbed the hills of view And looked at the world, and descended; I have come by the highway home, And lo, it is ended. … Continue reading

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When the heart by Michael Leunig

When the heart Is cut or cracked or broken, Do not clutch it; Let the wound lie open. Let the wind From the good old sea blow in To bathe the wound with salt, And let it sting. Let a … Continue reading

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Love Is A Losing Game by Amy Winehouse

For you I was a flame Love is a losing game Five-storey fire as you came Love is a losing game Why do I wish I never played Oh what a mess we made And now the final frame Love … Continue reading

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The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes

I The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees. The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas. The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, And the highwayman came riding— Riding—riding— The … Continue reading

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Sonnets from the Portuguese 5 by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I lift my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral urn, And, looking in thine eyes, I overturn The ashes at thy feet. Behold and see What a great heap of grief lay hid in me, And how … Continue reading

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The Cherry Trees by Edward Thomas

The cherry trees bend over and are shedding On the old road where all that passed are dead, Their petals, strewing the grass as for a wedding This early May morn when there is none to wed. Edward Thomas 1878–1917 … Continue reading

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