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Design and Performance
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
o They float before my soul, the fair designs Which I would body forth to life and power, Like clouds that with their wavering hues and lines ...Rate it:

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An Occasional Prologue, Delivered Previous To The Performance Of 'The Wheel Of Fortune' At A Private Theatre
George Gordon Lord Byron
Since the refinement of this polish'd age Has swept irnmortal raillery from the stage; Since taste has now expunged licentious wit, Which stamp'd d...Rate it:

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Design
Robert William Service
Said Seeker of the skies to me: "Behold yon starry host ashine! When Heaven's harmony you see How can you doubt control divine, Law...Rate it:

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Design
Robert Frost
I found a dimpled spider, fat and white, On a white heal-all, holding up a moth Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth -- Assorted characters of d...Rate it:

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On a Fan of the Author's Design
Alexander Pope
Come gentle Air! th' AEolian shepherd said, While Procris panted in the secret shade: Come, gentle Air, the fairer Delia cries, While at her feet h...Rate it:

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To A Gentleman And Lady On The Death Of The Lady's Brother And Sister, And A Child Of The Name Of Avis, Aged One Year
Phillis Wheatley
ON Death's domain intent I fix my eyes, Where human nature in vast ruin lies: With pensive mind I search the drear abode, Where the great conqu'ror...Rate it:

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The Horse And The Olive: Or, War And Peace
Thomas Parnell
With Moral Tale let Ancient Wisdom move, Which thus I sing to make the Moderns wise: Strong Neptune once with sage Minerva strove, And rising Athen...Rate it:

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And like a Dying Lady, Lean and Pale
Percy Bysshe Shelley
And like a dying lady, lean and pale, Who totters forth, wrapp'd in a gauzy veil, Out of her chamber, led by the insane And feeble wan...Rate it:

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Bruadar And Smith And Glinn
Douglas Hyde
Bruadar and Smith and Glinn, Amen, dear God, I pray, May they lie low in waves of woe, And tortures slow each day! Amen! Bruadar and Smith an...Rate it:

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The Young Rat And His Dam, The Cock And The Cat
Anne Kingsmill Finch
No Cautions of a Matron, Old and Sage, Young Rattlehead to Prudence cou'd engage; But forth the Offspring of her Bed wou'd go, Nor reason gave, ...Rate it:

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The Triumphs Of Philamore And Amoret. To The Noblest Of Our Youth And Best Of Friends, Charles Cotton, Esquire. Being At Berisford, At His House In Straffordshire. From London. A Poem
Richard Lovelace
Sir, your sad absence I complain, as earth Her long-hid spring, that gave her verdures birth, Who now her cheerful aromatick head Shrinks in her co...Rate it:

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Book Thirteenth [Imagination And Taste, How Impaired And Restored Concluded]
William Wordsworth
FROM Nature doth emotion come, and moods Of calmness equally are Nature's gift: This is her glory; these two attributes Are sister horns that const...Rate it:

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Yesterday, To-day, and For Ever: Book IV. - The Creation of Angels and of Men
Edward Henry Bickersteth
O tears, ye rivulets that flow profuse Forth from the fountains of perennial love, Love, sympathy, and sorrow, those pure springs Welling in secret...Rate it:

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Book Twelfth [Imagination And Taste, How Impaired And Restored ]
William Wordsworth
LONG time have human ignorance and guilt Detained us, on what spectacles of woe Compelled to look, and inwardly oppressed With sorrow, disappointme...Rate it:

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Bone and Sinew and Brain
John Boyle O'Reilly
YE white-maned waves of the Western Sea, That ride and roll to the strand, Ye strong-winged birds, never forced a-lee By the gales that sweep to...Rate it:

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The King and Queen and I
Henry Lawson
Oh, Scotty, have you visited the Picture Gallery, And did you see the portraits of the King and Queen and me? The portraits made by Longstaff, and ...Rate it:

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Hay and Hell and Booligal
Andrew Barton Paterson
"You come and see me, boys," he said; "You'll find a welcome and a bed And whisky any time you call; Although our township hasn't got The name ...Rate it:

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And The Rains Descended And The Floods Came
Edith Nesbit
NOW the far waves roll nearer and more near, The wind's awake, the pitiless wind's awake, It shrieks the menace that I dare not hear, Soon at my fe...Rate it:

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An heroic address to [Oxford], concerning the combined utility and dignity of military affairs and o
Gabriel Harvey
This is my welcome; this is how I have decided to bid All Hail! to thee and to the other Nobles. Thy splendid fame, great Earl, demands even more...Rate it:

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Bards of Passion and of Mirth, written on the Blank Page before Beaumont and Fletcher's Tragi-Comedy 'The Fair Maid of the Inn'
John Keats
BARDS of Passion and of Mirth, Ye have left your souls on earth! Have ye souls in heaven too, Doubled-lived in regions new? Yes, and those of h...Rate it:

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Canadian Sports and Games and Plays
James McIntyre
Burns sang of joys of Hallowe'en, But in Canada is oft seen By far more jolly times than these, At logging raising, paring bees, For here the youth...Rate it:

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He Mourns For The Change That Has Come Upon Him And His Beloved, And Longs For The End Of The World
William Butler Yeats
DO you not hear me calling, white deer with no horns? I have been changed to a hound with one red ear; I have been in the Path of Stones and the Wo...Rate it:

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Lilac And Gold And Green
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Lilac and gold and green! Those are the colours I love the best, Spring's own raiment untouched and clean, When the world is awake and yet hardly d...Rate it:

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Farewell to Barn and Stack and Tree
Alfred Edward Housman
"Farewell to barn and stack and tree, Farewell to Severn shore. Terence, look your last at me, For I come home no more. "The sun burns on the ...Rate it:

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To Thyrza: And Thou Art Dead, As Young And Fair
George Gordon Lord Byron
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft, and charms so rare, Too soon return'd to Earth! Though Earth recei...Rate it:

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