Poetry on a summer's night

[hawleygriffen]

Ah, Blakey boy, you know how to entertain a gal.

To see a World in a grain of sand,
And a Heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
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Pity would be no more
If we did not make somebody poor;
And Mercy no more could be
If all were as happy as we.
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Soon as she was gone from me,
A traveller came by,
Silently, Invisibly:
He took her with a sigh.

Deep, Shelley, deep.....

Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing Heaven, and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth,--
And ever changing, like a joyless eye
That finds no object worth its constancy?
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We look before and after
And pine for what is not:
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of the saddest thought.
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To hearts which near each other move
From evening close to morning light,
The night is good; because, my love,
They never say good-night.

....And a smooth-talker.