POEMS FROM THE ROSSETTI MANUSCRIPT PART I
Never seek to tell thy Love
I laid me down upon a Bank
I saw a Chapel all of Gold
I asked a Thief
I heard an Angel singing
A Cradle Song
Silent, silent Night
I fear'd the fury of my wind
Infant Sorrow
Why should I care for the men of Thames
Thou has a lap full of seed
In a Myrtle Shade
To my Myrtle
To Nobodaddy
Are not the joys of morning sweeter
The Wild Flower's Song
Day
The Fairy
Motto to the Songs of Innocence and of Experience
Lafayette
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