| Afternoon on a Hill |
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| Alms |
Second April
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| And you as well must die, belovèd dust |
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| Ashes of Life |
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| Assault |
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| Blight |
Renascence and Other Poems
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| Bluebeard (Sonnet VI) |
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| Burial |
Second April
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| Cherish you then the hope I shall forget |
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| Chorus |
Second April
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| City Trees |
Second April
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| Daphne |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| Dirge |
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| Dirge Without Music |
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| Doubt No More That Oberon |
Second April
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| Ebb |
Second April
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| Eel-Gra** |
Second April
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| Elaine |
Second April
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| Elegy |
Second April
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| Elegy Before d**h |
Second April
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| Euclid alone has looked on Beauty bare. |
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| Exiled |
Second April
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| First Fig ("My candle burns at both ends...") |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| Four Sonnets |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| From a Very Little Sphinx |
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| God's World |
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| Grown-up |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| Hearing your words and not a word among them (Sonnet XXXVI) |
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| Here is a wound that never will heal, I know |
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| How healthily their feet upon the floor |
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| Humoresque |
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| I do but ask that you be always fair |
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| I know I am but summer to your heart (Sonnet XXVII) |
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| I only know that every hour with you |
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| I pray you if you love me, bear my joy |
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| I shall forget you presently, my dear (Sonnet XI) |
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| I shall go back again to the bleak shore |
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| I think I should have loved you presently (Sonnet IX) |
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| I Too Beneath Your Moon, Almighty Sex |
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| I will put Chaos into fourteen lines |
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| I, being born a woman and distressed (Sonnet XLI) |
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| If he should lie a-dying |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| If I should learn, in some quite casual way |
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| Indifference |
Renascence and Other Poems
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| Inert Perfection |
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| Inland |
Second April
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| Interim |
Renascence and Other Poems
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| Into the golden vessel of great song |
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| Journey |
Second April
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| Kin to Sorrow |
Renascence and Other Poems
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| Lament |
Second April
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| Love is not all (Sonnet XXX) |
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| Love is not blind. I see with single eye |
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| Love me no more, now let the god depart (Sonnet XXXIX) |
Fatal Interview
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| Loving you less than life, a little less |
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| Low-Tide |
Second April
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| Macdougal Street |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| Mariposa |
Second April
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| Midnight Oil |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| Mindful of you the sodden earth in spring |
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| Moriturus |
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| Not in this chamber only at my birth |
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| Not So Far as the Forest |
Huntsman, What Quarry?
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| Not with libations, but with shouts and laughter |
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| Ode To Silence |
Second April
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| Oh, oh, you will be sorry for that word! |
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| Oh, think not I am faithful to a vow! |
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| Only until this cigarette is ended |
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| Pa**er Mortuus Est |
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| Pastoral |
Second April
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| Pity me not |
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| Portrait by a Neighbor |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| Prayer To Persephone |
Second April
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| Recuerdo |
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| Renascence |
Renascence and Other Poems
|
| Rosemary |
Second April
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| Second April: Sonnets |
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| Second Fig |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| She Is Overheard Singing |
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| Sometimes when I am wearied suddenly |
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| Song Of A Second April |
Second April
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| Sonnets |
Renascence and Other Poems
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| Sorrow |
Renascence and Other Poems
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| Spring |
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| Still will I harvest beauty where it grows |
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| Tavern |
Renascence and Other Poems
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| The Bean-Stalk |
Second April
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| The Blue-Flag In The Bog |
Second April
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| The Buck in the Snow |
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| The d**h Of Autumn |
Second April
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| The Dream |
Renascence and Other Poems
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| The light comes back with Columbine |
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| The Little Ghost |
Renascence and Other Poems
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| The Little Hill |
Second April
|
| The Merry Maid |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| The Penitent |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| The Philosopher |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| The Poet And His Book |
Second April
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| The Prisoner |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| The Shroud |
Renascence and Other Poems
|
| The Singing-Woman from the Wood's Edge |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| The Suicide |
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| The Unexplorer |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| This door you might not open, and you did |
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| Thou art not lovelier than lilacs,—no |
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| Three Songs of Shattering |
Renascence and Other Poems
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| Thursday |
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| Time does not bring relief (Sonnet II) |
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| To A Poet That Died Young |
Second April
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| To a Young Poet |
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| To Jesus on His Birthday |
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| To Kathleen |
A Few Figs from Thistles
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| Travel |
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| Weeds |
Second April
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| What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why (Sonnet XLIII) |
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| What's this of d**h, from you who never will die? |
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| When I too long have looked upon your face |
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| When the Year Grows Old |
Renascence and Other Poems
|
| When you, that at this moment are to me |
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| Wild Swans |
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| Witch-Wife |
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| Wraith |
Second April
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