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His Apologies
Rudyard Kipling
Master, this is Thy Servant. He is rising eight weeks old. He is mainly Head and Tummy. His legs are uncontrolled. But Thou hast forgiven his uglin...Rate it:

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Happy Heathen: (With limited apologies to G.K.C.)
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
The heathen's not efficient; He sits down in the sun And doesn't care a tuppn'y dump When the day's work's begun. He works to eat and eats to live,...Rate it:

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Yule Fever (With apologies to the King's Minstrel)
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
I must go down to the shops again, to the crowded shops go I And all I have is a long list of the gifts that I must buy, And a few bob in the old k...Rate it:

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Prologue to His Royal Highness, Upon His First Appearance at the Duke's Theatre After His Return from Scotland.
John Dryden
In those cold regions which no summers cheer, Where brooding darkness covers half the year, To hollow caves the shivering natives go, Bears rang...Rate it:

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Lay His Sword By His Side
Thomas Moore
Lay his sword by his side -- it hath served him too well Not to rest near his pillow below; To the last moment true, from his hand ere it fell, ...Rate it:

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An Ode To The King, At His Returning From Scotland To The Queen, After His Coronation There
Sir Henry Wotton
Rouse up thy self, my gentle Muse, Though now our green conceits be gray, And yet once more do not refuse To take thy Phrygian Harp, and play In ho...Rate it:

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To His Noble Friend, Mr. Richard Lovelace, Upon His Poems
Andrew Marvell
Sir, Our times are much degenerate from those Which your sweet muse with your fair fortune chose, And as complexions alter with the climes, Our...Rate it:

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‘He came unto His own, and His own received Him not’
Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
As Christ the Lord was passing by, He came, one night, to a cottage door. He came, a poor man, to the poor; He had no bed whereon to lie. ...Rate it:

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To A Gentleman On His Voyage To Great-Britain For The Recovery Of His Health
Phillis Wheatley
WHILE others chant of gay Elysian scenes, Of balmy zephyrs, and of flow'ry plains, My song more happy speaks a greater name, Feels higher motives a...Rate it:

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Stanzas Written By Thomson On The Blank Leaf Of A Copy Of His 'Seasons' Sent By Him To Mr. Lyttleton, Soon After The Death Of His Wife
James Thomson
Go, little book, and find our Friend, Who Nature and the Muses loves, Who cares the public virtues blend With all the softness of the groves. A fi...Rate it:

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Theophile Being Deny'd His Addresses To King James, Turned The Affront To His Own Glory In This Epigram
Richard Lovelace
THEOPHILE BEING DENY'D HIS ADDRESSES TO KING JAMES, TURNED THE AFFRONT TO HIS OWN GLORY IN THIS EPIGRAM. Si Jaques, le Roy du scavior, ...Rate it:

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HIS AGE:DEDICATED TO HIS PECULIAR FRIEND,MR JOHN WICKES, UNDER THE NAME OFPOSTUMUS
Robert Herrick
Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly And leave no sound: nor piety, Or prayers, or vow Can keep the wrinkle from the brow; But we must on, As fate ...Rate it:

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His Bread And His Art
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
It was an actor, seedy, sad, Who stood within the gate; Long weary marches he had had He had not dined of late. He sighed: 'I hope I don't intrud...Rate it:

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To His Honour The Lieutenant-Governor, On The Death Of His Lady Marc 24, 1773
Phillis Wheatley
ALL-Conquering Death! by thy resistless pow'r, Hope's tow'ring plumage falls to rise no more! Of scenes terrestrial how the glories fly, Forget the...Rate it:

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To The Genius Of Mr. John Hall. On His Exact Translation Of Hierocles His Comment Upon The Golden Verses Of Pythagoras.
Richard Lovelace
Tis not from cheap thanks thinly to repay Th' immortal grove of thy fair-order'd bay Thou planted'st round my humble fane, that I Stick on thy hear...Rate it:

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To A Gentleman That Only Upon The Sight Of The Author's Writing, Had Given A Character Of His Person And Judgment Of His Fortune. Illustrissimo Vero Domino Lanceloto Josepho De Maniban Grammatomantis
Andrew Marvell
Quis posthac chartae committat sensa loquaci, Si sua crediderit Fata subesse stylo? Conscia si prodat Seribentis Litera sortem, Quicquid & in vita ...Rate it:

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For A Gentleman, Who, Kissinge His Friend At His Departure Left A Signe Of Blood On Her
William Strode
What mystery was this; that I should finde My blood in kissing you to stay behinde? 'Twas not for want of color that requirde My blood for paynt: N...Rate it:

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Forget not yet: The Lover Beseecheth his Mistress not to Forget his Steadfast Faith and True Intent
Sir Thomas Wyatt
FORGET not yet the tried intent Of such a truth as I have meant; My great travail so gladly spent, Forget not yet! Forget not yet when first b...Rate it:

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HIS MISTRESS TO HIM AT HIS FAREWELL
Robert Herrick
You may vow I'll not forget To pay the debt Which to thy memory stands as due As faith can seal it you. --Take then tribute of my tears; So long as...Rate it:

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HIS POETRY HIS PILLAR
Robert Herrick
Only a little more I have to write: Then I'll give o'er, And bid the world good-night. 'Tis but a flying minute, That I must stay, Or linger in it...Rate it:

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To His Worthy Friend Doctor Witty Upon His Translation Of The Popular Errors
Andrew Marvell
Sit further, and make room for thine own fame, Where just desert enrolles thy honour'd Name The good Interpreter. Some in this task Take of the Cyp...Rate it:

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To Olinthus Gregory, On Hearing Of The Death Of His Eldest Son, Who Was Drowned As He Was Returning By Water To His Father’s House At Woolrich
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
IS there a spot where Pity's foot, Although unsandalled, fears to tread, A silence where her voice is mute, Where tears, and only tears, are shed?...Rate it:

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Written For My Son In His Sickness, To One Of His School fellows.
Mary Barber
I little thought that honest Dick Would slight me so, when I was sick. Is he a Friend, who only stays, Whilst Health and Pleasure gild our Days; Fl...Rate it:

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Was It His Fault?
Nikhil Parekh
Was it his fault; that he was born horrendously blind; witnessing nothing but remorsefully crippling darkness; since the very first cry of innocuou...Rate it:

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ASTRÆA REDUX. A Poem, on the Happy Restoration and Return of His Sacred Majesty, Charles the Second
John Dryden
Now with a general peace the world was blest, While ours, a world divided from the rest, A dreadful quiet felt, and worser far Than arms, a sull...Rate it:

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