Asking For Roses

​​​​​​​A house that lacks, seemingly, mistress and master, 
With doors that none but the wind ever closes, 
Its floor all littered with glass and with plaster; 
It stands in a garden of old-fashioned roses.

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Always Marry an April Girl

Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, April cloudy,
Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy;

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What Lips My Lips Have Kissed, and Where and Why

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, 
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain 
Under my head till morning; but the rain 
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh 
Upon the glass and listen for reply,

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Hymn to the Night

I heard the trailing garments of the Night 
Sweep through her marble halls! 
I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light 
From the celestial walls! 

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Advice to a Girl

No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed;
Lay that on your heart, 
My young angry dear;
This truth, this hard and precious stone,
Lay it on your hot cheek,
Let it hide your tear.

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 Hold You in My Smile

Sweet moment, stay with me, 
and pray do not flee so soon, 
Let me enjoy the bliss of that
first kiss beneath the moon.

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Be Drunk

You have to be always drunk. That’s all there is to it—it’s the only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks your back and bends you to the earth, you have to be continually drunk.

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When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.

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