GIRLS, we love you, and love
Asks you to give again
That which draws it above,
Beautiful, without stain.
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With a Copy of My 'Poetical Works'
'TAKE with all my heart, friend, this,
The labour of my past,
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(PARIS)
SHE. — 'Up and down, up and down,
From early eve to early day.
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I STOOD in the ghastly gleaming night by the swollen, sullen flow
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. . . I went the other day
To see the birds and beasts they keep enmewed
In the London Zoo. One of the first I saw —
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THRO' the mists of years,
Thro' the lies of men,
Your bloody sweat and tears,
Your desperate hopes and fears
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ALOLL in the warm clear water,
On her back with languorous limbs,
She lies. The baby upon her breasts
Paddles and falls and swims.
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. . . They caught him at the bend. He and his son
Sat in the car, revolvers in their laps.
From either side the stone-walled wintry road
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NOT for the thought that burns on keen and clear,
Heat that the heat has turned from red to white,
The passion of the lone remembering night
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