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A Grain Of Sand
Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
Do you see this grain of sand Lying loosely in my hand? Do you know to me it brought Just a simple loving thought? When one gazes night by night On...Rate it:

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A Grain Of Sand
Robert William Service
While round the earth careens, I hold a single grain of sand And wonder what it means. Ah! Rate it:

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Last Grain
Kurt Philip Behm
to call no sand in the hourglass —last grain set to fall (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2014)Rate it:

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Earth And The Wedded Woman
George Meredith
unrevived. Rain! O the glad refresher of the grain! And welcome waterspouts, had we sweet rain! IIRate it:

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Go Work in My Vineyard
Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
vineyard, said the Lord, And gather the bruised grain; But the reapers had left the stubble bare,Rate it:

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Harvest Song
Jean Toomer
to bind them. And I hunger. I crack a grain between my teeth. I do not taste it. I have been inRate it:

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Rain in Summer
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
the plain, To the dry grass and the drier grain How welcome is the rain! In the furrowed land The Rate it:

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Song of the Wheat
Andrew Barton Paterson
better than gold Is the surface-mine of the grain; Better than cattle and better than sheep InRate it:

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The Corn Song
John Greenleaf Whittier
sun of May, And frightened from our sprouting grain The robber crows away. All through the long, Rate it:

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The Devil Of Pope-Fig Island
La Fontaine
my lord, what best will grow I think is Tousell; grain of hardy fame; The imp rejoined, I never heaRate it:

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Winter in Durnover Field
Thomas Hardy
Rook.--Throughout the field I find no grain; The cruel frost encrusts the cornland! StarlingRate it:

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LE SANG DE MARSYAS
Henri de Regnier
grave, assis à terre, La mangeait délicatement, grain à grain, Et dans sa main Jusqu’au bout, une àRate it:

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A Harvest Song
Isabella Valancy Crawford
were full To rocky lip and brim With golden grain that shone and sang When woods were still and dimRate it:

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A Poem On The Last Day - Book I
Edward Young
rise, and that decay: So vast, this world's a grain; yet myriads grace, With golden pomp, the thronRate it:

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An Anthem Of Earth
Francis Thompson
breathings of thy nostrils, there's no tree, No grain of dust, nor no cold-seeming stone, But wearsRate it:

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April Byeway
Edmund Blunden
and craves him still; But now there is not any grain to grind, And even the master lies too deep foRate it:

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Ch 01 Manner of Kings Story 18
Sa di
to be accounted great, be liberal Because grain will not grow unless it be sown. One of hRate it:

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Ch 03 On The Excellence Of Contentment Story 10
Sa di
A grain dealer to whom Sufis were owing some money asked them for it every day in the town of Waset and used harsh language towards them. The compa...Rate it:

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Ch 03 On The Excellence Of Contentment Story 21
Sa di
an individual like myself who has collected it grain by grain.’ The king replied: ‘It does not mattRate it:

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Ch 03 On The Excellence Of Contentment Story 27
Sa di
thou not ashamed to stretch out thy hand for a grain of silver to every sordid fellow?’ He replied:Rate it:

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Ch 08 On Rules For Conduct In Life - Maxim 42
Sa di
will become much. The granary is but grain upon grain. Rate it:

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Daft
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
young binders Stride down to the fields of grain. And she counts them over and over As they pass Rate it:

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De Rerum Virtute
Robinson Jeffers
whirlwind of stars in which our sun is one dust-grain, one electron, this giant atom of the universRate it:

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From The Parish: A Satire
John Clare
weight of each fat sheep and ox, The price of grain and rise and fall of stocks; Who thought it leaRate it:

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Harvest time
Emily Pauline Johnson
silent plain, Wrapped in her mantle of golden grain, Wearied of pleasuring weeks away, Summer iRate it:

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