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Cyriack, Whose Grandsire
John Milton
Cyriack, whose grandsire on the royal bench Of British Themis, with no mean applause, Pronounced, and in his volumes taught, our laws, ...Rate it:

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To Cyriack Skinner
John Milton
Cyriack, whose grandsire on the royal bench Of British Themis, with no mean applause, Pronounced, and in his volumes taught, our laws, Which oth...Rate it:

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Sonnet XXII: To Cyriack Skinner
John Milton
Cyriack, this three years' day these eyes, though clear To outward view of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have f...Rate it:

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To Mr. Cyriack Skinner Upon His Blindness
John Milton
Cyriack, this three years day these eys, though clear To outward view, of blemish or of spot; Bereft of light thir seeing have forgot, Nor to thir ...Rate it:

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To Her Whose Name
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
To her whose name, With its sweet sibilant sound like sudden showers Splashing the grass and flowers, Hath set my April heart aflame; To her whose...Rate it:

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Sonnet 77: Those Looks, Whose Beams Be Joy
Sir Philip Sidney
Those looks, whose beams be joy, whose motion is delight, That face, whose lecture shows what perfect beauty is: That presence, which doth give d...Rate it:

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The Knight Whose Armour Didn't Squeak
Alan Alexander Milne
Of all the Knights in Appledore The wisest was Sir Thomas Tom. He multiplied as far as four, And knew what nine was taken from To make eleven. He c...Rate it:

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Happy streams, whose trembling fall
John Wilbye
Happy streams, whose trembling fall, With still murmur softly gliding, Happy birds, whose chirping call, With sweet melody delighting, Hath mov’d h...Rate it:

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Limerick: There was a Young Lady whose nose
Edward Lear
There was a Young Lady whose nose, Was so long that it reached to her toes; So she hired an Old Lady, Whose conduct was steady, To carry that wonde...Rate it:

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Sonnet 52: So am I as the rich whose blessèd key
William Shakespeare
So am I as the rich whose blessèd key Can bring him to his sweet up-lockèd treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine...Rate it:

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Whose are the little beds, I asked
Emily Dickinson
Whose are the little beds, I asked Which in the valleys lie? Some shook their heads, and others smiled— And no one made reply. Perhaps they did no...Rate it:

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A Scotchman Whose Name Was Isbister
Ellis Parker Butler
A Scotchman whose name was Isbister Had a maiden giraffe he called 'sister' When she said 'Oh, be mine, Be my sweet Valentine!' He just shinned up ...Rate it:

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By That Lake, Whose Gloomy Shore
Thomas Moore
By that Lake, whose gloomy shore Sky-lark never warbles o'er, Where the cliff hangs high and steep, Young Saint Kevin stole to sleep. "Here, at ...Rate it:

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God Whose Gifts In Gracious Flood
Victor Marie Hugo
God, whose gifts in gracious flood Unto all who seek are sent, Only asks you to be good, And is content. So the world, when all things are Sparkl...Rate it:

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I Am the Only Being Whose Doom
Emily Jane Brontë
I am the only being whose doom No tongue would ask no eye would mourn I never caused a thought of gloom A smile of joy since I was born In secret...Rate it:

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III. O Thou, whose stern command and precepts pure...
William Lisle Bowles
O THOU, whose stern command and precepts pure (Tho' agony in every vein should start, And slowly drain the blood-drops from the heart) Have bade...Rate it:

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Inscriptions: III: Whoe'er Thou Art Whose Pat In Summer Lies
Mark Akenside
Whoe'er thou art whose path in summer lies Through yonder village, turn thee where the grove Of branching oaks a rural palace old Imbosoms. there d...Rate it:

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Jesus, by Whose Grace I Live
Augustus Montague Toplady
Jesus, by whose grace I live, From the fear of evil kept, Thou has lengthen'd my reprieve, Held in being while I slept. With the day my heart renew...Rate it:

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Limerick: There was a Young Lady Whose Bonnet
Edward Lear
There was a Young Lady whose bonnet, Came untied when the birds sate upon it; But she said: 'I don't care! All the birds in the air Are welcome to ...Rate it:

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Limerick: There was a Young Lady whose chin
Edward Lear
There was a Young Lady whose chin, Resembled the point of a pin; So she had it made sharp, And purchased a harp, And played several tunes with her ...Rate it:

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Limerick: There was a young person whose history
Edward Lear
There was a young person whose history Was always considered a mystery. She sate in a ditch, Although no one knew which, And composed a small treat...Rate it:

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Limerick: There was an old man whose despair
Edward Lear
There was an old man whose despair Induced him to purchase a hare: Whereon one fine day, He rode wholly away, Which partly assuaged his despair. ...Rate it:

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Limerick: There was an Old Person whose habits,
Edward Lear
There was an Old Person whose habits, Induced him to feed upon rabbits; When he'd eaten eighteen, He turned perfectly green, Upon which he relinqui...Rate it:

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Limerick:There was an Old Man, on whose nose
Edward Lear
There was an Old Man, on whose nose, Most birds of the air could repose; But they all flew away At the closing of day, Which relieved that Old Man ...Rate it:

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Night (O you whose countenance)
Rainer Maria Rilke
Night. O you whose countenance, dissolved in deepness, hovers above my face. You who are the heaviest counterweight to my astounding contemplation....Rate it:

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