Potential Titles: Charlotte Mew

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The wavering flame subdue its breath - Charlotte Mew "Beside the Bed"

Too long, too deep a stain - Charlotte Mew "The Cenotaph"

The rushes talking in their dreams - Charlotte Mew "The Changeling"

The folded glory of the gorse - Charlotte Mew "Fame"

Great silences and spaces - Charlotte Mew "Fame"

Trees that do not care - Charlotte Mew "Fame"

The moon's dropped child - Charlotte Mew "Fame"

To catch each dream that lies hidden - Charlotte Mew "The Fete"

Hidden behind our sleepy eyes - Charlotte Mew "The Fete"

Weaves a pattern on dull stones - Charlotte Mew "The Fete"

To hear that lonely passion of the rain - Charlotte Mew "The Fete"

From the stars to the dark country roads - Charlotte Mew "The Fete"

Striking the leafless poplar boughs - Charlotte Mew "The Fete"

Whistling on under the Winter sky - Charlotte Mew "The Fete"

The good nights are not made for sleep - Charlotte Mew "The Fete"

The good days for dreaming in - Charlotte Mew "The Fete"

The gallant day go out in storm - Charlotte Mew "The Fete"

Only wolves' eyes in the wood - Charlotte Mew "The Fete"

The infinite straight road stretching - Charlotte Mew "The Forest Road"

The breathless road between the walls - Charlotte Mew "The Forest Road"

That sings and calls but not for you - Charlotte Mew "The Forest Road"

Fold them like the wings of frightened birds - Charlotte Mew "The Forest Road"

Frightened birds shot cruelly down - Charlotte Mew "The Forest Road"

No grief for them in the green Spring - Charlotte Mew "The Forest Road"

The scent of the unsilenced sea - Charlotte Mew "The Forest Road"

Only the nesting gulls would hear - Charlotte Mew "The Forest Road"

Ghostly drums that only seem to beat - Charlotte Mew "The Forest Road"

On all the lonely sorrows of the earth - Charlotte Mew "The Forest Road"

Our little wind-blown hearts - Charlotte Mew "The Forest Road"

A place of palaces and pinnacles - Charlotte Mew "I Have Been Through the Gates"

How the sun was always on the towers - Charlotte Mew "I Have Been Through the Gates"

A place with the lights gone out - Charlotte Mew "I Have Been Through the Gates"

Forsaken by great winds - Charlotte Mew "I Have Been Through the Gates"

The quick shadows of the sparrows fall - Charlotte Mew "In Nunhead Cemetery"

Will not live another hour - Charlotte Mew "In Nunhead Cemetery"

You do not miss a rose - Charlotte Mew "In Nunhead Cemetery"

Grey months to wait for spring - Charlotte Mew "In Nunhead Cemetery"

Who'll stand and speak for London - Charlotte Mew "In Nunhead Cemetery"

When her bell of Judgment tolls - Charlotte Mew "In Nunhead Cemetery"

We two will lie and burn - Charlotte Mew "In Nunhead Cemetery"

Shut with you in this grim garden - Charlotte Mew "Jour des Morts (Cimetiere Montparnasse)"

Before the grey gate closes - Charlotte Mew "Jour des Morts (Cimetiere Montparnasse)"

Watching black shadows on green lawns - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

Red carnations burning in the sun - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

Dreams upon the eyes of white geraniums - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

The jessamine music on the thin night air - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

To the high seat of laughing gods - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

Beat my soul into the highway dust - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

The wandering passion of our feet - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

A ghost behind my chair - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

His arms are full of broken things - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

Drink to know how jewels taste - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

The doll's house looking on the Park - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

Utter silence and the empty world - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

A handful of forgotten dust - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

In the doorway of the dream - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

My haunted house beneath the trees - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

The moor-hen stepping from her reeds - Charlotte Mew "On the Asylum Road"

Their pulses beat to fainter music - Charlotte Mew "On the Asylum Road"

Behind the strangeness of your eyes - Charlotte Mew "On the Road to the Sea"

A swinging dream perched on a stile - Charlotte Mew "On the Road to the Sea"

Your notched inches climbing - Charlotte Mew "On the Road to the Sea"

The flap of the bat's low flight - Charlotte Mew "On the Road to the Sea"

With all the cannons at your ear - Charlotte Mew "On the Road to the Sea"

The key that locks your heavy heart - Charlotte Mew "The Pedlar"

Books and ribbons and beads - Charlotte Mew "The Pedlar"

Beyond men's bolted doors - Charlotte Mew "The Pedlar"

The key that locks your tired eyes - Charlotte Mew "The Pedlar"

Red is the strangest pain to bear - Charlotte Mew "The Quiet House"

The ghosts of reddened swords - Charlotte Mew "The Quiet House"

So young and infinite and lost - Charlotte Mew "Le Sacre-Coeur (Montmartre)"

Blue hydrangeas by the blistered door - Charlotte Mew "The Sunlit House"

Pace up the weed-grown paths - Charlotte Mew "The Sunlit House"


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