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| 1201. | Hummingbird Pauses at the Trumpet Vine by Mary Oliver | | Who doesn’t love
roses, and who
doesn’t love the lilies
of the black ponds
floating like flocks
of tiny swans,
and of course, the flaming... |
| 1202. | The Rapture by Mary Oliver | | All summer
I wandered the fields
that were thickening
every morning,
every rainfall,
with weeds and blossoms,
with the long loops
of the ... |
| 1204. | Brown Penny by William Butler Yeats | | I whispered, 'I am too young,'
And then, 'I am old enough';
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
'Go and love, go and love, youn... |
| 1205. | A Song From 'The Player Queen' by William Butler Yeats | | My mother dandled me and sang,
'How young it is, how young!'
And made a golden cradle
That on a willow swung.
'He went away,' my mother sang,
'... |
| 1206. | September 1913 by William Butler Yeats | | What need you, being come to sense,
But fumble in a greasy till
And add the halfpence to the pence
And prayer to shivering prayer, until
You have ... |
| 1207. | A Prayer For My Daughter by William Butler Yeats | | Once more the storm is howling, and half hid
Under this cradle-hood and coverlid
My child sleeps on. There is no obstacle
But Gregory's wood and o... |
| 1208. | The Municipal Gallery Revisited by William Butler Yeats | | I
Around me the images of thirty years:
An ambush; pilgrims at the water-side;
Casement upon trial, half hidden by the bars,
Guarded; Griffith s... |
| 1209. | A Prayer For Old Age by William Butler Yeats | | God guard me from those thoughts men think
In the mind alone;
He that sings a lasting song
Thinks in a marrow-bone;
From all that makes a wise o... |
| 1210. | Crazy Jane Talks With The Bishop by William Butler Yeats | | I met the Bishop on the road
And much said he and I.
'Those breasts are flat and fallen now,
Those veins must soon be dry;
Live in a heavenly mans... |
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