The Paradox
I am the mother of sorrows,
I am the ender of grief;
I am the bud and the blossom, . . .
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The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That Valleys, groves, hills, and fields, . . .
Pastoral Dialogue
Remember when you love, from that same hour
Your peace you put into your lover’s power;
From that same hour from him you laws receive, . . .
The Pilgrim
Who would true Valour see
Let him come hither;
One here will Constant be, . . .
A Poison Tree
I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe: . . .
The Princess: Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal
Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white;
Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk;
Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font.
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The Pulley
When God at first made man,
Having a glass of blessings standing by,
“Let us,” said he, “pour on him all we can.
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