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It Is A Beauteous Evening, Calm And Free

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By William Wordsworth

IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free,
The holy time is quiet as a Nun
Breathless with adoration; the broad sun
Is sinking down in its tranquillity;
The gentleness of heaven broods o’er the Sea:
Listen! the mighty Being is awake,
And doth with his eternal motion make
A sound like thunder–everlastingly.
Dear Child! dear Girl! that walkest with me here,
If thou appear untouched by solemn thought,
Thy nature is not therefore less divine:
Thou liest in Abraham’s bosom all the year;
And worship’st at the Temple’s inner shrine,
God being with thee when we know it not.

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Wildflower

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Skylark

She’s faced the hardest times
you could imagine
and many times her eyes fought back the tears
and when her youthful world
was about to fall in
each time her slender shoulders
bore the weight of all her fears
and a sorrow no one hears
still rings in midnight silence,
in her ears

Let her cry, for she’s a lady
let her dream, for she’s a child
let the rain fall down upon her
She’s a free and gentle flower,
growing wild

and if by chance I should hold her
let me hold her for a time
but if allowed just one possession
I would pick her from the garden,
to be mine

Be careful how you touch her,
for she’ll awaken
and sleep’s the only freedom that she knows
and when you walk into her eyes,
you won’t believe
the way she’s always paying
for a debt she never owes
and a silent wind still blows
that only she can hear and so she goes

Let her cry, for she’s a lady
let her dream, for she’s a child

let the rain fall down upon her
She’s a free and gentle flower,
growing wild

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Life Is For Living

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Barclay James Harvest

You and me, our life is drifting along
Watching the world as it’s singing its song.
High above, someone is calling to me
Life is for living and living is free.

You to me, are like the sun in the sky
See how you fly, you have wings of your own.
You and me, our love will last without end
Ride with the wind, won’t you follow me home.

Turn around and see the circles we spin
and we’re taking our chances on where we begin.
Up above, the rain is falling on me
Life is for living and living is free.

You to me, are like the sun in the sky
See how you fly, you have wings of your own.
You and me, our love will last without end
Ride with the wind, won’t you follow me home.

Taking up time trying to write a line ’till the break of day
Given a sign can you make it rhyme tell me what to say
Making it fine can you ease my mind help me drift away.

Turn around and see the circles we spin
takin’ our chances on where we begin.
Up above, the rain is falling on me
Life is for living and living is free.

You to me, are like the sun in the sky
See how you fly, you have wings of your own.
You and me, our love will last without end
Ride with the wind, won’t you follow me home.

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May Wind

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By Sara Teasdale

I SAID, “I have shut my heart
As one shuts an open door,
That Love may starve therein
And trouble me no more.”

But over the roofs there came
The wet new wind of May,
And a tune blew up from the curb
Where the street-pianos play.

My room was white with the sun
And Love cried out in me,
“I am strong, I will break your heart
Unless you set me free.”

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