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• Up the airy mountain,
  Down the rushy glen,
  We daren't go a-hunting,
  For fear of little men.
  • Poem: The Fairies

• No funeral gloom, my dears, when I am gone,
  corpse-gazing, tears, black raiment, graveyard grimness.
  Think of me as withdrawn into the dimness,
  yours still, you mine.
  Remember all the best of our past moments,
  and forget the rest;
  and so to where I wait, come gently on.
  • Poem: No funeral gloom - part of funeral of actress Ellen Terry 1928

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• Winds and waters keep
  A hush more dead than any sleep.
  • Ruined Chapel.

• Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods
  And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.
  • Autumnal Sonnet.

• Autumn's the mellow time.
  • The Winter Pear.

• Oh, bring again my heart's content,
  Thou Spirit of the Summer-time!
  • Song.

• Scarcely a tear to shed;
  Hardly a word to say;
  The end of a Summer's day;
  Sweet Love is dead.
  • An Evening.

• Tantarrara! the joyous Book of Spring
  Lies open, writ in blossoms.
  • Daffodil.

• Mary kept the belt of love, and oh, but she was gay!
  She danced a jig, she sung a song that took my heart away.
  • Lovely Mary Donnelly.