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The Heart of a Woman
And The Stars
I Want to Die While You Love Me
The Suppliant
Welt
Youth
Eucalyptus Trees
When I Behold the Greatest
Wonder and Joy
Doubt
Her Eyes
A Last Prayer
September
Tides
Aeglamour's Soliloquy
The Hour-Glass
How He Saw Her
Hymn to Cynthia
Hymn to the Belly
On Lucy, Countess of Bedford

Would I might mend the fabric of my youth
That daily flaunts its tatters to my eyes,

Would I might compromise awhile with truth
Until our moon now waxing, wanes and dies.

Designers Fountain Lighting For I would go a further while with you,
And drain this cup so tantalant and fair
Which meets my parched lips like cooling dew,
Ere time has brushed cold fingers thru my hair!