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The lion's cub

with other verse
Stoddard, Richard Henry (1825-1903)

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LIBER AMORIS.
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I.
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II.
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III.
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IV.
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V.
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VI.
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VII.
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VIII.
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IX.
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X.
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XI.
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XII.
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XIII.
  
THROUGH DARKNESS.
  
THE GRAVES.
  
THE DOOR.
  
RICH AND POOR.
  
SUCCOR.
  
THE UNCREATED.
  
THE CHAPTER OF THE CROWN.
  
THE PILGRIMAGE.
  
THE WORDS OF SADI.
  
THE BOWL.
  
THE MOTHERLESS CHILD.
  
SPEECH AND SILENCE.
  
THE BLACK CAMEL.
  
ROSE AND VINE.
  
HE KNOWS.
  
THE END OF SONG.
  
THE BOOKS OF THE SIBYLS.
  
THE ROSARY.
  
THE NAME.
  
THE END.
  
THE MORALS OF MARCUS AURELIUS.
  
THE POTTER.
  
THE DEATH OF MOSES.
  
THE BRAHMAN'S LESSON.
  
MASTER ECKART'S SERMON.
  
THE CUP.
  
THE WALK AT NIGHT.
  
THE ANT.
  
LOVERS' HEARTS.
  
CLEON AND ÆGLE.
  
THE CAPTIVES OF CHARON.
  
A LAMENT.
  
THE PEARL.
  
NO JEWELS.
  
CARISSIMA.
  
AT DRACHENFELS.
  
AT MERRY MOUNT.
  
BIRDS OF A FEATHER.
  
GOOD-NIGHT.
  
WHENCE AND WHITHER?
  
THE ARCHETYPAL MAN.
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FOUR GAZELES OF HAFIZ.
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I.
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II.
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III.
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IV.
  
THE LADY OF THE EAST.
  
ROMANCES FROM GUSTAVO BECQUER.
  
OUT-OF-DOORS.
  
UNCERTAIN SOUNDS.
  
MUSIC.
  
A SAILOR SONG.
  
IMPLORA PACEM.
  
THE CAPTAIN'S SONG.
  
TO JULIA.
  
IN THE MEADOWS.
  
IN THE SNOW.
  
HOW AND WHY.
  
MORS ET VITA.
  
THOUGHT.
  
THE SINGER.
  
A FANTASY.
  
VOX CLAMANTIS.
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CHILDREN'S SONGS.
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I.
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II.
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III.
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IV.
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V.
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VI.
  
FATHER AND CHILD.
  
OUR FATHERS.
  
THOUGHTS FOR THANKSGIVING.
  
DECORATION DAY.
  
HAIR OF WASHINGTON.
  
TO MARY BRADLEY.
  
TO WILLIAM JAMES LINTON.
  
AT A DINNER OF ARTISTS.
  
AT WASHINGTON.
  
MORITURUM SALUTAMUS.
  
ON NEARING THE SECOND CATARACT.
  
THE CROSSING OF THE WAYS.
  
AT CONCORD.
  
AT ROSLYN.
  
THE JUDGMENT OF SOLOMON.
  
THE LEGEND OF FREY BERNARDO.
  
THE BRAHMAN'S SON.
  
THE LION'S CUB.

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VIII.

Thrice have I spoken, and from you no sign
That my poor words have reached you. They are poor,
Or you would not have shut your spirit's door,
But would have opened it to words of mine.
What is there in me, tell me, and my line,
Yours, also, who are poet, that no more
You greet us kindly as you did before?
Because that we are human, you divine?
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Am I too old to love you? Or do you
Love some one younger better? Be it so:
Whatever happens I am still your friend.
You may have hurt me somewhat, let it go;
I shall live down my weakness, poets do,
And have, like stronger men, a peaceful end.
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