DEAR POEMS

Sea Song Of The Exiles
Dear land, farewell!
Waves surge and swell.
Dear land, farewell, --
Blue sky!
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Victor Marie Hugo
Dear Heart, Why Will You Use Me So?
XXIX

Dear heart, why will you use me so?
Dear eyes that gently me upbraid,
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James Joyce
Legs And The Man
Alas, my dear, be you high-born,
Or just a Sydney cutie,
I fear you've earned a he-man's scorn
Thro' failing in your duty.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Dear Pretty Youth
Dear pretty youth, unveil your eyes,
How can you sleep when I am by?
Were I with you all night to be,
Methinks I could from sleep be free.
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Thomas Shadwell
Dear child
“Dear child, keep working,
don’t ever think you can’t,
dear child, never accept bad cant,
dear child, keep going
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Tijani Oladeji
The Pool
By the pool that I see in my dreams, dear love,
I have sat with you time and again;
And listened beneath the dank leaves, dear love,
To the sibilant sound of the rain.
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Paul Laurence Dunbar
A Song
There is ever a song somewhere, my dear;
There is ever a something sings alway:
There's the song of the lark when the skies are clear,
And the song of the thrush when the skies are gray.
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James Whitcomb Riley
Golden-Tressed Adelaide
SING, I pray, a little song,
Mother dear!
Neither sad nor very long:
It is for a little maid,
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Barry Cornwall
Dear Motherland Of France
DEDICATED TO THE MEN AND WOMEN OF FRANCE

Our Motherland, dear Motherland,
The source of beauty and of Art,
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Young May Moon
The young May moon is beaming, love,
The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming, love;
How sweet to rove
Through Morna's grove,
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Thomas Moore
The Wind O' Death.
Oh! we hae a' to die, dear,
We're a' to gang awa';
We, when Death's wind blows by, dear,
Like apples hae to fa';
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Robert Crawford
The Wind O' Death.
Oh! we hae a' to die, dear,
We're a' to gang awa';
We, when Death's wind blows by, dear,
Like apples hae to fa';
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Robert Crawford
The Wind O' Death.
Oh! we hae a' to die, dear,
We're a' to gang awa';
We, when Death's wind blows by, dear,
Like apples hae to fa';
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Robert Crawford
Saw You My Dear, My Philly
O SAW ye my Dear, my Philly?
O saw ye my Dear, my Philly,
She's down i' the grove, she's wi' a new Love,
She winna come hame to her Willy.
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Robert Burns
Hither, Hither, Love
Hither hither, love-
'Tis a shady mead-
Hither, hither, love!
Let us feed and feed!
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John Keats
The Three Bushes
An incident from the ‘Historia mei Temporis'
of the Abbe Michel de Bourdeille

Said lady once to lover,
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William Butler Yeats
Mack The Knife
Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear
And he shows them pearly white.
Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear
And he keeps it out of sight.
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Bertolt Brecht
Long Plighted
Is it worth while, dear, now,
To call for bells, and sally forth arrayed
For marriage-rites -- discussed, decried, delayed
   So many years?
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Thomas Hardy
An Invitation
Dear Ritchie, I am waiting for the signal word to fly,
And tell me that the visit which has suffered such belating
Is to be a thing of now, and no more of by-and-by.
Dear Ritchie, I am waiting.
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Robert Fuller Murray
Palinode
Who is Lydia, pray, and who
Is Hypatia? Softly, dear,
Let me breathe it in your ear--
They are you, and only you.
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Thomas Bailey Aldrich

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