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(Sonnet XIII) Hot Lava Corinthian Young	I am earth and you are water Your rivers have cut deep into my soul forever branding me with your curves, carving their initials upon my back My...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet XIII Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	And what strange sights have these threewindows seen, Mid bonnes and children, in the Tuileries! What flights of hero, Emperor and Queen, Since first...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Canto XIII: Kung Walked Ezra Pound	Kung walked by the dynastic temple and into the cedar grove, and then out by the lower river, And with him Khieu Tchi and Tian the low speaking And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy XIII. To a Friend, On Some Slight Occasion Estranged From Him William Shenstone	Health to my friend, and many a cheerful day! Around his seat may peaceful shades abide! Smooth flow the minutes, fraught with smiles, away, And,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy XIII: His Parting From Her John Donne	SINCE she must go, and I must mourn, come night, Environ me with darkness, whilst I write ; Shadow that hell unto me, which alone I am to suffer...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XIII Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	A second warning, nor unheeded. Yet The thought appealed to me as no strange thing, Pure though I was, that love impure had set Its seal on that fair...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Haiku XIII Corneigh Hoff	future, once a myth caught in dreams and secret songs starlight blinding...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet XIII: What If This Present John Donne	What if this present were the worlds last night? Marke in my heart, O Soule, where thou dost dwell, The picture of Christ crucified, and tell ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet XIII: What If This Present Were The World's Last Night? John Donne	What if this present were the world's last night? Mark in my heart, O soul, where thou dost dwell, The picture of Christ crucified, and tell Whether...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hymn XIII: Happy Soul that Free from Harms John Wesley	Happy soul that free from harms Rests within his Shepherd's arms! Who his quiet shall molest? Who shall violate his rest? Jesus doth his spirit bear,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hymn XIII: Happy Soul that Free from Harms Charles Wesley	Happy soul that free from harms Rests within his Shepherd's arms! Who his quiet shall molest? Who shall violate his rest? Jesus doth his spirit bear,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
John Day: XIII Algernon Charles Swinburne	DAY was a full-blown flower in heaven, alive With murmuring joy of bees and birds aswarm, When in the skies of song yet flushed and warm With music...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Laws XIII Khalil Gibran	Then a lawyer said, "But what of our Laws, master?" And he answered: You delight in laying down laws, Yet you delight more in breaking...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Leave Me, My Blamer XIII Khalil Gibran	Leave me, my blamer, For the sake of the love Which unites your soul with That of your beloved one; For the sake of that which Joins spirit with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lover's Gifts XIII: Last Night in the Garden Rabindranath Tagore	Last night in the garden I offered you my youth's foaming wine. You lifted the cup to your lips, you shut your eyes and smiled while I raised your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Modern Love XIII: I Play for Seasons, Not Eternities George Meredith	'I play for Seasons; not Eternities!' Says Nature, laughing on her way. 'So must All those whose stake is nothing more than dust!' And lo, she...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet XIII Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	A heritage for ever. Such a sleep Came upon Adrian and such a dream, As in the shade he lay a weary heap. For, while he rested, still it seemed to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode XIII: On Lyric Poetry Mark Akenside	I. 1. Once more I join the Thespian choir, And taste the inspiring fount again: O parent of the Grecian lyre, Admit me to thy powerful strain— And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode XIII: To The Author Of Memoirs Of The House of Brandenburgh Mark Akenside	I. The men renown'd as chiefs of human race, And born to lead in counsels or in arms, Have seldom turn'd their feet from glory's chace To dwell with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song XIII. - Winter William Shenstone	No more, ye warbling birds! rejoice: Of all that cheer'd the plain, Echo alone preserves her voice, And she-repeats my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XIII Elizabeth Barrett Browning	And wilt thou have me fashion into speech The love I bear thee, finding words enough, And hold the torch out, while the winds are rough, Between our...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XIII Edmund Spenser	IN that proud port, which her so goodly graceth, whiles her faire face she reares vp to the skie: and to the ground her eie lids low embaseth, most...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XIII Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton	THE...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XIII Alan Seeger	I fancied, while you stood conversing there, Superb, in every attitude a queen, Her ermine thus Boadicea bare, So moved amid the multitude...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XIII. To La Fayette Samuel Taylor Coleridge	As when far off the warbled strains are heard That soar on Morning's wing the vales among, Within his cage th' imprisoned matin bird Swells the full...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)