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Victory comes late
Volcanoes be in Sicily


Wait till the Majesty of Death
Water, is taught by thirst
We – Bee and I – live by the quaffing
We Cover Thee – Sweet Face
We do not know the time we lose
We do not play on Graves
We don’t cry – Tim and I
We dream – it is good we are dreaming
We grow accustomed to the Dark
We knew not that we were to live
We learn it in Retreating
We learned the Whole of Love
We lose – because we win
We met as Sparks – Diverging Flints
We miss a Kinsman more
We miss Her, not because We see
We never know how high we are
We play at Paste
We pray – to Heaven
We see – Comparatively
We should not mind so small a flower
We shun it ere it comes
We talked as Girls do
We thirst at first – ’tis Nature’s Act
We’ll pass without the parting
Went up a year this evening!
Were it to be the last
What care the Dead, for Chanticleer
What I see not, I better see
What if I say I shall not wait!
What Inn is this
What is – “Paradise”
What mystery pervades a well!
What shall I do – it whimpers so
What shall I do when the Summer troubles
What Soft – Cherubic Creatures
What would I give to see his face?
Whatever it is – she has tried it
When a Lover is a Beggar
When Bells stop ringing – Church – begins
When Diamonds are a Legend
When Etna basks and purrs
When I count the seeds
When I hoped – I feared
When I hoped – I recollect
When I was small, a Woman died
When Night is almost done
When One has given up One’s life
When Roses cease to bloom, Sir
When the Astronomer stops seeking
When they come back – if Blossoms do
When we have ceased to care
When we stand on the tops of Things
Where bells no more affright the morn
Where I have lost, I softer tread
Where Ships of Purple – gently toss
Whether my bark went down at sea