#computationallygenerated

[robotpoetry]

LED

"Led"

We Gather What Shoulder And Mpg

Gather What Wings Dare He Cherish Ki

Can Delight Who Knee

They Sleep That Might Vi

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A Cage And Blossoms Grow Bah

Weep In Desert Ways Naw

Spreads The Skylark And The Stars Ni

Down Sickness He Who Piggee

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I

"I"

Take Me In My Heart Does Never

Can It Drives All Joy Thou

But To Play Round Her Humble After

A Cloud I Pass Away Bow

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Spend The Silent Move The Breath And

Joy Befall Thee Life Ve A

Smile Smild In A Garden Opened

When He May Joy And Into

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POEM

"POEM"

Hearse Pale Through Midnight Streets I

The Skylark And Breath And The Tender

Wing Peace The Echoing By

The Child All Creation After

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And Sing The Innocent Lamb Speak

Weak Worm Near And Away

Never Can Tell Me Bleak

Beasts Of The Door Then A

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THEN

"THEN"

Down In Ambush Lie Down A Pebble

Of Youth Was Offered To Thought Best

To Lean In Love A Little Angel

I Made In The Lovely Breast

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Image Of The Child The

Sick Rose O Beauty Wip D

The Earth Or The Poison A

The Blasts Of Thine Eyes Agree

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DELIGHT

"DELIGHT"

Now It In The Spring

Does Spring Little Wanderer He

Led Round Then That King

Are In Rais S Agree

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Then Till Summers Old

Spring Sound The Rising Sun Is Dark

And Warm Into The Behold

Men In A Tear On My Mark

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STEPS

"Steps"

Of Their Child Weep I Tolled

Then We Joy To Golde

Thorns I Feed By Operator

S Song When He Hears The Temper

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Who Make Thee The Labadie

Of Woe Lyca Shall Hear The Brevity

Receive Each Mild Holed

Like A Lamb And Unfold

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DOVELIKE

"DOVELIKE"

Sighs Then Every Ban Till

The Earth A Cloud I Fear

Pretty And To Play On Hill

In Thy Name Came Children Appear

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If Bereaved Of Woe Deceiving Tears

O Thou A Little Voice

She Saw Their Nest Where The Bears

Pipe That Smiles On A Rejoice

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POEM

"POEM"

Then At Death Weary When

I Can It Possible To Bed

The Land Of Delight Sweeter Again

O D Her Dead

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What Shall Not And Watered It

Bore Me Why Are Both Night

And Of Night Pit

The Feet Image I Dried Bright