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Will no one tell me what she sings?— Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow…


Twohundredseventyfour

Sorrow like a ceaseless rain Beats upon my heart. People twist and…


Twohundredseventythree

The readers of the Boston Evening Transcript Sway in the wind like a…


Twohundredseventytwo

When the first dark had fallen around them And the leaves were weary of…


Twohundredseventyone

How dull it is to pause, to make an end,  To rust unburnish'd, not to…


Twohundredseventy

By a route obscure and lonely,    Haunted by ill angels only, Where an…


Twohundredsixtynine

But when I lifted up my head  From shadows shaken on the snow, I saw…


Twohundredsixtyeight

I know that I shall meet my fate Somewhere among the clouds above;…


Twohundredsixtyseven

Light, my light, the world-filling light, The eye-kissing light,…


Twohundredsixtysix

I saw pale kings and princes too,        Pale warriors, death-pale were…