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Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: My Bonie Bell
by Robert Burns Thou Fair ElizaSweet AftonMy Bonie Bell The smiling Spring comes in rejoicing, And surly Winter grimly flies; Now crystal clear are the falling waters…Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: Poem On Sensibility
by Robert Burns The Song Of DeathThe ToadeaterPoem On Sensibility Sensibility, how charming, Dearest Nancy, thou canst tell; But distress, with horrors arming, Thou…Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: The Winter Of Life
by Robert Burns The Lover's Morning Salute To ...Behold, My Love, How Green The GrovesThe Winter Of Life But lately seen in gladsome green, The woods rejoic'd the day, Thro…Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: The Tear-Drop
by Robert Burns My Nanie's AwaFor The Sake O' SomebodyThe Tear-Drop Wae is my heart, and the tear's in my e'e; Lang, lang has Joy been a stranger to me: Forsaken and…Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: Song-I Dream'd I Lay
by Robert Burns Song-O Tibbie, I Hae Seen The DaySong-In The Character Of A Ruined FarmerSong-I Dream'd I Lay I dream'd I lay where flowers were springing Gaily in the sunny…Poems: Spring
by WilliamBlakeNightNurse's SongSpring Sound the flute! Now it's mute! Bird's delight, Day and night, Nightingale, In the dale, Lark in sky…William Blake: Songs of Innocence, Nurse's Song
by WilliamBlakeSpringInfant JoyNurse's Song When the voices of children are heard on the green, And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast, And…Poems by Emily Dickinson (Third Series): Satisfied
by EmilyDickinsonLoveWith a FlowerSatisfied Satisfied One blessing had I, than the rest So larger to my eyes That I stopped gauging, satisfied, For this enchanted size. It was the…Christina Rossetti: A Ring Posy
A Ring PosyJess and Jill are pretty girls, Plump and well to do, In a cloud of windy curls: Yet I know who Loves me more than curls or pearls.I'm not pretty, not a bit— Thin and sallow-…Edward J. Wheeler: Night's Mardi Gras
Night's Mardi GrasEdward J. WheelerNight is the true democracy. When day Like some great monarch with his train has passed, In regal pomp and splendor to the last, The stars troop forth…