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• 1.Sands at Seventy（七）
• A FONT OF TYPE THIS latent mine - these unlaunch'd voices - passionate powers， Wrath， argument， or praise， or comic leer， or prayer devout， （No...
• 2.Sands at Seventy（八）
• AS I SIT WRITING HERE As I sit writing here， sick and grown old， Not my least burden is that dulness of the years， querilities， Ungracious glooms，...
• 3.Maid Quiet
• Where has Maid Quiet gone to， Nodding her russet hood？ The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood. O how could I be so calm When...
• 4.The Travail of Passion
• When the flaming lute-thronged angelic door is wide； When an immortal passion breathes in mortal clay； Our hearts endure the scourge， the plaited t...
• 5.The Lover Pleads with His Friend for Old Friends
• Though you are in your shining days， Voices among the crowd And new friends busy with your praise， Be not unkind or proud， But think about old frie...
• 6.The Lover Speaks to the Hearers of His Songs in Coming Days
• O women， kneeling by your altar-rails long hence， When songs I wove for my beloved hide the prayer， And smoke from this dead heart drifts through t...
• 7.Goodbye My Fancy（一）
• SAIL OUT FOR GOOD， EID？LON YACHT！ HEAVE the anchor short！ Raise main-sail and jib - steer forth， O little white-hull'd sloop， now speed on reall...
• 8.Goodbye My Fancy（二）
• LINGERING LAST DROPS AND whence and why come you？ We know not whence， （was the answer，） We only know that we drift here with the rest， That we l...
• 9.Goodbye My Fancy（三）
• GOOD-BYE MY FANCY GOOD-BYE1 my fancy - （I had a word to say， But 'tis not quite the time - The best of any man's word or say， Is when its proper pl...
• 10.Goodbye My Fancy（四）
• ON， ON THE SAME， YE JOCUND TWAIN！ ON， on the same， ye jocund twain！ My life and recitative， containing birth， youth， mid-age years， Fitful a...