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The fairies break their dances And leave the printed lawn.

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His folly has not fellow Beneath the blue of day That gives to man or woman His heart and soul away.
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Day Heart Himself Man Soul Woman
Oh I have been to Ludlow fair, and left my necktie God knows where. And carried half way home, or near, pints and quarts of Ludlow beer.
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Beer Belief Cause Home Lost Loyalty Name Popular Way
And malt does more than Milton can to justify God’s ways to man.
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Belief Believe Book Drink Food Greatness Hope Loyal Soul Today Worship Yesterday
Strapped, noosed, nighing his hour, He stood and counted them and cursed his luck; And then the clock collected in the tower Its strength, and struck.
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Collection Count Curse Himself Strength
When the journey’s over, There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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Enough Journey Sleep Time
Stars, I have seen them fall, But when they drop and die No star is lost at all From all the star-sown sky. The toil of all that be Helps not the primal fault; It rains into the sea And still the sea is salt.
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Die Drop Fall Sky Stars
Do not ever read books about versification: no poet ever learnt it that way. If you are going to be a poet, it will come to you naturally and you will pick up all you need from reading poetry.
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Book Learning Poet Poetry Reading
Ten thousand times I’ve done my best and all’s to do again.
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Effort Myself Time
Tomorrow, more’s the pity, Away we both must hie, To air the ditty and to earth I.
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Earth and high heaven are fixed of old and founded strong.
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Believe Earth Heaven Life Love Strong True Universe
To justify God’s ways to man.
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God Justification Man One Liner Way
I, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.
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Afraid Myself Stranger World
I think that to transfuse emotion – not to transmit thought but to set up in the reader’s sense a vibration corresponding to what was felt by the writer – is the peculiar function of poetry.
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Emotion Poetry Reader Transmit
Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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The mortal sickness of a mind too unhappy to be kind.
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Happiness Happy Joy Mind Satisfy Soul
We now to peace and darkness And earth and thee restore Thy creature that thou madest And wilt cast forth no more.
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Believe Darkness Earth Greatness Hope Loyal Peace Soul Today Worship Yesterday

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