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An EPITAPH On my dear and ever honoured Mother Mrs. Dorothy Dudley, who deceased Decemb. 27. 1643. a
Anne Bradstreet
A worthy Matron of unspotted life, A loving Mother and obedient wife, A friendly Neighbor, pitiful to poor, Whom oft she fed, and clothed with her ...Rate it:

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An Epitaph On My Dear And Ever Honoured Mother Mrs. Dorothy Dudley, Who Deceased Decemb. 27. 1643. And Of Her Age, 61.
Anne Bradstreet
Here lyes, A worthy Matron of unspotted life, A loving Mother and obedient wife, A friendly Neighbor, pitiful to poor, Whom oft she fed, and clothe...Rate it:

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Aunt Dorothy's Lecture
Ada Cambridge
Come, go and practise—get your work— Do something, Nelly, pray. I hate to see you moon about In this uncertain way! Why do you look so vacant, chil...Rate it:

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Dorothy D.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I'm sick of 'musn'ts,' said Dorothy D. Sick of musn'ts, as I can be. From early dawn till the close of day I hear a musn't, and never a may. It's ...Rate it:

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Dorothy Day- Patron Saint Of The Working Class.
Liam Ó Comáin
Dear Dorothy, as an authentic Revolutionary of God, Please intercede for All of humanity So that the love of Christ- He for us and we for Him- Will...Rate it:

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Dorothy Moore
Mary Eliza Ireland
A bachelor gray, was Valentine Brown; He lived in a mansion just out of the town, A mansion spacious and grand; He was wealthy as Vanderbilt, Astor...Rate it:

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On The Dedication Of Dorothy Hall
Paul Laurence Dunbar
TUSKEGEE, ALA., APRIL 22, 1901. Not to the midnight of the gloomy past, Do we revert to-day; we look upon The golden present and the future vast W...Rate it:

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St. Dorothy
Algernon Charles Swinburne
IT HATH been seen and yet it shall be seen That out of tender mouths God’s praise hath been Made perfect, and with wood and simple string He hath p...Rate it:

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To Dorothy Wellesley
William Butler Yeats
STRETCH towards the moonless midnight of the trees, As though that hand could reach to where they stand, And they but famous old upholsteries Delig...Rate it:

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