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A Memory

by William Allingham （1821 - 1889）

Four ducks on a pond,
A grass-bank beyond,
A blue sky of spring,
White clouds on the wing;
What a little thing
To remember for years-...

Song
by Sir John Suckling (1609–1642)




Why so pale and wan, fond lover?
   Prithee, why so pale?
Will, when looking well can't move her,
   Looking ill prevail?...

My Prime of Youth Is but a Frost of Cares

by Chidiock Tichborne (1558–1586)

 

My prime of youth is but a frost of cares,
My feast of joy is but a dish of pain,
My crop of cor...