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Hunted Down
Henry Kendall
dim; But Blake and his mates never slept; they hunted and listened for him. The mountains were manRate it:

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Hunted
Paul Eluard
A few grains of dust more or less On ancient shoulders Locks of weakness on weary foreheads This theatre of honey and faded roses Where incalcu...Rate it:

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Hunted By A Lie
Kurt Philip Behm
Did you find the exact life you wished for, do you have the money you craved Did you find they were not the same at all once that final purch...Rate it:

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The Hunters Of Men
John Greenleaf Whittier
wife, widow, and maid, For the good of the hunted, is lending her aid: Her foot's in the stirrup, hRate it:

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The Death of Ben Hall
William Henry Ogilvie
their trigger guards. The outlaw stole like a hunted fox Through the scrub and stunted heath, And Rate it:

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The Exiles. 1660
John Greenleaf Whittier
staff, The goodman's features read. 'My life is hunted,-evil men Are following in my track; The trRate it:

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Admetus: To my friend, Ralph Waldo Emerson
Emma Lazarus
stooped to stroke its head, And asked her if she hunted. Nay, not she: Her father Pelias hunted in Rate it:

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Bob
Henry Kendall
child comprehend Love that he never had known? Hunted about in the world, Crouching in crevices dimRate it:

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Heather Ale: A Galloway Legend
Robert Louis Stevenson
to his foes, He smote the Picts in battle, He hunted them like roes. Over miles of the red mountRate it:

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How Gilbert Died
Andrew Barton Paterson
man's eye No sign of track could find. He had hunted them out of the One Tree Hill And over theRate it:

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I should not dare to leave my friend
Emily Dickinson
wanted me— If I should disappoint the eyes That huntedhunted so—to see— And could not bear to shuRate it:

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On Lac Sainte Ireneé
Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
the sudden shot. One fled with them like a hunted soul, And followed ever, By ford and river, The lRate it:

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Saltbush Bill
Andrew Barton Paterson
a full week's work ere they drafted out and hunted them off again; A week's good grass in their wrRate it:

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Song
Anne Brontë
outlaw's toil and care, But where we late were hunted, there Our foes are hunted now. Rate it:

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The Ballad of Dick Turpin
Alfred Noyes
another, and leave himself behind. And the hunted self was like a cloud; but the hunter like the Rate it:

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The Ballad Of The Black Fox Skin
Robert William Service
and swore that no man could kill; That he who hunted it, soon or late, must surely suffer some ill;Rate it:

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The Canon Of Aughrim
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
in the fen, Still your law was a sword that hunted and dogged them still. Magistrate, landlord, baRate it:

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The Spoilers
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
the world's wide girth. Here, where my fathers hunted since Time's primordial morn, To our land's sRate it:

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To The Memory Of Thomas Shipley
John Greenleaf Whittier
way The storm of human hate is sweeping; Hunted and branded, and a prey, Our watch amidst the darknRate it:

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A Little Scraping
Robinson Jeffers
their fall And gathers multitude like game to be hunted when the season comes. Rate it:

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Comfortable Light
John Freeman
in change:-- Not that wild light that turns Hunted from dying eyes when the last fire burns; O, noRate it:

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FOOTBALL
ILIAS FOUKIS
in a mortuary waiting for them to die. Hunted by death I have got this far because no one desiredRate it:

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Oklahoma Clay
RD McManes
man would talk of Oklahoma- the first time he hunted squirrel, down by Coal Creek, and how you couRate it:

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Sheroes
EMTSBA III
always glorify the hunter. Unless the lioness hunted food, tales of the pride shall always begin aRate it:

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The Chase
Anonymous Americas
Quick, fly to the covert, thou hunted of men! For the bloodhounds are baying o'er mountain and glen; The riders are mounted, the loose rein is give...Rate it:

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