Sonnet LX: “When, Love, I sing to thee, such little cares” (George Henry Boker Poems)
LXWhen, Love, I sing of thee, such little cares As here oppress us on this narrow earth, The things that ...
LXWhen, Love, I sing of thee, such little cares As here oppress us on this narrow earth, The things that ...
XCIWhen this warm hand is cold in death, and all The wide world over thou may'st seek in vain For ...
I bend and kiss thee; 'tis a little thing; Thousands have passed between us; and, God grant, That nectarous sip ...
My darling, O my darling, let me gaze My whole heart's fill into thy splendid eyes; Till from their depths ...
CCLAs here I sit and dally with the pen That daily sins against thy loveliness, Weaving a rhyme that only ...
I know the days are heavy on thy hands, Thy lonely pillow wet with many a tear, Thy sad reflections ...
If we were fashioned to be ignorant, And frisk and frolic with the kid and fawn, Rest with the sun ...
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