Maxioms by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Sleep on, Baby, on the floor,
Tired of all the playing,
Sleep with smile the sweeter for
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Sleep on, Baby, on the floor,
Tired of all the playing,
Sleep with smile the sweeter for
That you dropped away in!
On your curls' full roundness stand
Golden lights serenely--
One cheek, pushed out by the hand,
Folds the dimple inly.
The music soars within the little lark,
And the lark soars.
The music soars within the little lark,
And the lark soars.
He likes the poor things of the world the best,
I would not, therefore, if I could be rich.
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He likes the poor things of the world the best,
I would not, therefore, if I could be rich.
It pleases him t stoop for buttercups.
The man, most man, works best for men: and, if most man indeed, he gets his manhood plainest from his read more
The man, most man, works best for men: and, if most man indeed, he gets his manhood plainest from his soul.
Life treads on life, and heart on heart;
We press too close in church and mart
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Life treads on life, and heart on heart;
We press too close in church and mart
To keep a dream or grave apart.
