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Hurt No Living Thing
Christina Georgina Rossetti
Hurt no living thing: Ladybird, nor butterfly, Nor moth with dusty wing, Nor cricket chirping cheerily, Nor grasshopper so light of leap, Nor ...Rate it:

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The First Thing; The Only Thing
Nikhil Parekh
When I opened my eyes; the first thing that they sighted in this entire Universe; was your charismatically mesmerizing shadow, While after I fell ...Rate it:

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Patience, Hard Thing! The Hard Thing But To Pray
Gerard Manley Hopkins
Patience, hard thing! the hard thing but to pray, But bid for, Patience is! Patience who asks Wants war, wants wounds; weary his times, his tasks; ...Rate it:

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Not Ideas About the Thing But the Thing Itself
Wallace Stevens
At the earliest ending of winter, In March, a scrawny cry from outside Seemed like a sound in his mind. He knew that he heard it, A bird's cry, a...Rate it:

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I have been in love with you for three wonderful years, I’ve had my share of tears and hurt. Nothing compares to the love I had for you. I gave up ...Rate it:

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Overcome the Hurt
Albertina Theresa Cameron
Overcome the hurt for what its worth Healing of the mind by putting old things behind As we live out our life in due time Focusing on the present a...Rate it:

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Here Is To The Women Who Hurt!
Here is to the women who hurt! How their pain never told though their stories ever sold, intuitively resistant and bold. Their very dignity dra...Rate it:

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When Memories Hurt
Ehsan Sehgal
The memories bring the pain And tears I try hard Not to recall But that, come As destructive forces Beyond my power That, destroy My feelings ...Rate it:

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Healed of My Hurt
Herman Melville
Healed of my hurt, I laud the inhuman Sea-- Yea, bless the Angels Four that there convene; For healed I am even by the pitiless breath Distilled ...Rate it:

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It ceased to hurt me, though so slow
Emily Dickinson
It ceased to hurt me, though so slow I could not feel the Anguish go— But only knew by looking back— That something—had benumbed the Track— Nor wh...Rate it:

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A Hurt So Good
Kurt Philip Behm
Writing pains my hand —as it eases my heart (Strafford Pennsylvania: November, 1976)Rate it:

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Hurt Hawks
Robinson Jeffers
I The broken pillar of the wing jags from the clotted shoulder, The wing trails like a banner in defeat, No more to use the sky forever but live...Rate it:

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Lotus Hurt by the Cold
David Herbert Lawrence
How many times, like lotus lilies risen Upon the surface of a river, there Have risen floating on my blood the rare Soft glimmers of my hop...Rate it:

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Living Single-Handedly And Singularly In Itself.
Nikhil Parekh
Living; single-handedly and singularly in itself; is the greatest and the most inimitably priceless accolade; on the trajectory of this enchantingl...Rate it:

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Living On The Surface
Kurt Philip Behm
Living on the surface, dinner’s always served at eight Living on the surface, pride forever casts your fate Living on the surface, things a...Rate it:

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Is Life Worth Living?
Alfred Austin
Is life worth living? Yes, so long As Spring revives the year, And hails us with the cuckoo's song, To show that she is here; So long as May of Apr...Rate it:

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The Living Dead
Mario William Vitale
My mind wanders to the stillness of a field where wild asters used to stud the grass with blue I seem to hear the echo of a voice Lamenting over...Rate it:

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Harold Monro
Slow bleak awakening from the morning dream Brings me in contact with the sudden day. I am alive – this I. I let my fingers move along my body. ...Rate it:

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Living for Today
Kenneth R. Jenkins
I am living for today, To look forward towards my tomorrows. No matter the cloudy skies that may Bring on showers of happiness. No matter how ...Rate it:

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Le Flambeau Vivant (The Living Torch)
Charles Baudelaire
Ils marchent devant moi, ces Yeux pleins de lumières, Qu'un Ange très savant a sans doute aimantés Ils marchent, ces divins frères qui sont mes frè...Rate it:

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O Living Always--Always Dying
Walt Whitman
O LIVING always--always dying! O the burials of me, past and present! O me, while I stride ahead, material, visible, imperious as ever! ...Rate it:

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In Memoriam 131: O Living Will That Shalt Endure
Alfred Lord Tennyson
O living will that shalt endure When all that seems shall suffer shock, Rise in the spiritual rock, Flow thro' our deeds and make them pure, That...Rate it:

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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 131. O living will that shalt endure
Alfred Lord Tennyson
O living will that shalt endure When all that seems shall suffer shock, Rise in the spiritual rock, Flow thro' our deeds and ma...Rate it:

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Nikhil Parekh
When humbly interrogated as to what were they doing; the unbelievably voluptuous clouds; sensuously replied; that they were extremely busy pelting ...Rate it:

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Living: After A Death
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
O LIVE! (Thus seems it we should say to our beloved,-- Each held by such slight links, so oft removed And I can let thee go to the world's end, ...Rate it:

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