Matches in Harvard for { ?s ?p How did I bear it -- Men working -- Steepletop -- Even you, sweet Basil -- Nothing could stand all this rain -- Borage, forage for bees -- The gardener in haying time -- Sky-coloured bird -- To a snake -- I woke in the night and heard the wind -- Look how the bittersweet -- Truck-garden market-day -- Intense and terrible, I think , must be the loneliness -- Sometimes, oh, often, indeed -- Not for a nation -- Thou art not lovelier than lilacs, no -- Time does not bring relief, you all have lied -- Mindful of you the sodden earth in spring -- Not in this chamber only at my birth -- If I should learn, in some quite casual way -- This door you might not open, and you did -- I do but ask that you be always fair -- Love, though for this you riddle me with darts -- I think I should have loved you presently -- Oh, think not I am faithful to a vow -- I shall forget you presently, my dear -- We talk of taxes, and I call you friend --. }
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- catalog description "How did I bear it -- Men working -- Steepletop -- Even you, sweet Basil -- Nothing could stand all this rain -- Borage, forage for bees -- The gardener in haying time -- Sky-coloured bird -- To a snake -- I woke in the night and heard the wind -- Look how the bittersweet -- Truck-garden market-day -- Intense and terrible, I think , must be the loneliness -- Sometimes, oh, often, indeed -- Not for a nation -- Thou art not lovelier than lilacs, no -- Time does not bring relief, you all have lied -- Mindful of you the sodden earth in spring -- Not in this chamber only at my birth -- If I should learn, in some quite casual way -- This door you might not open, and you did -- I do but ask that you be always fair -- Love, though for this you riddle me with darts -- I think I should have loved you presently -- Oh, think not I am faithful to a vow -- I shall forget you presently, my dear -- We talk of taxes, and I call you friend --".
- catalog tableOfContents "How did I bear it -- Men working -- Steepletop -- Even you, sweet Basil -- Nothing could stand all this rain -- Borage, forage for bees -- The gardener in haying time -- Sky-coloured bird -- To a snake -- I woke in the night and heard the wind -- Look how the bittersweet -- Truck-garden market-day -- Intense and terrible, I think , must be the loneliness -- Sometimes, oh, often, indeed -- Not for a nation -- Thou art not lovelier than lilacs, no -- Time does not bring relief, you all have lied -- Mindful of you the sodden earth in spring -- Not in this chamber only at my birth -- If I should learn, in some quite casual way -- This door you might not open, and you did -- I do but ask that you be always fair -- Love, though for this you riddle me with darts -- I think I should have loved you presently -- Oh, think not I am faithful to a vow -- I shall forget you presently, my dear -- We talk of taxes, and I call you friend --".