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The Virtues Of Sid Hamet The Magician’s Rod
Jonathan Swift
The rod was but a harmless wand, While Moses held it in his hand; But, soon as e'er he laid it down, Twas a devouring serpent grown. Our great magi...Rate it:

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Sid Hamet’s Rod
Jonathan Swift
Poor Hall, renown'd for comely hair, Whose hands, perhaps, were not so fair, Yet had a Jezebel as near; Hall, of small scripture conversation, Yet,...Rate it:

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In the Days of the Golden Rod
Lucy Maud Montgomery
Across the meadow in brooding shadow I walk to drink of the autumn's wine­ The charm of story, the artist's glory, To-day on these silvering hills ...Rate it:

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The Angler Rose, He Took His Rod
Robert Louis Stevenson
THE angler rose, he took his rod, He kneeled and made his prayers to God. The living God sat overhead: The angler tripped, the eels were fed Rate it:

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Written for my Son ... upon his Master's First Bringing in a Rod
Mary Barber
OUR master, in a fatal hour, Brought in this Rod, to shew his pow'r. O dreadful birch ! O baleful tree ! Thou instrument of tyranny ! T...Rate it:

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Kissing The Rod
James Whitcomb Riley
O heart of mine, we shouldn't Worry so! What we've missed of calm we couldn't Have, you know! What we've met of stormy pain, And of sorrow's drivin...Rate it:

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Rod Quinn
John Le Gay Brereton
How many years, how many years have fled, Since in the cool dim parlour sat the three Lawson and I and, lounging easily, The beaming indolent poet!...Rate it:

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Muley Malak
John Boyle O'Reilly
THUNDER of guns, and cries—banners and spears and blood! Troops have died where they stood holding the vantage points— They have raced like waves a...Rate it:

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The Abencerrage : Canto I. - continuation 2
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
"Zayda, my doom is fix'd—another day, And the wrong'd exile shall be far away; Far from the scenes where still his heart must be, His home of ...Rate it:

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The Abencerrage : Canto I. - continuation 1
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
For this young Hamet mingles in the strife, Leader of battle, prodigal of life, Urging his followers, till their foes beset, Stand faint and breath...Rate it:

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Knights Of The Never Never
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
When I rode with young Sid Kidman out across the Yarrowie Plain In that year the Long Drought ended, and the northlands smiled again As we took t...Rate it:

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Nonsense Verses
Arthur Clement Hilton
By Edward Leary. There was an old fellow of Peterhouse, Who said, "You could not find a neater house Than our new Combination-Room ...Rate it:

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The Brus Book X
John Barbour
[Preparations for battle against John of Lorn] Quhen Thomas Randell on this wis Wes takyn as Ik her devys And send to dwell in gud keping For spek ...Rate it:

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The Brus Book XIII
John Barbour
[Douglas's division attacks] Quhen thir twa fyrst bataillis wer Assemblyt as I said you er, The Stewart Walter that than was And the gud lord ...Rate it:

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The Brus Book XV
John Barbour
The Scots win a great battle at Connor] Quhen thai within has sene sua slayn Thar men and chassyt hame agayn Thai war all wa, and in gret hy '...Rate it:

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The Wizard Way
Aleister Crowley
[Dedicated to General J.C.F. Fuller] Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew Where its ray f...Rate it:

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A Litany
Algernon Charles Swinburne
FIRST ANTIPHONE. ALL the bright lights of heaven I will make dark over thee; One night shall be as seven That its skirts may cover thee; I will sen...Rate it:

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English Bards and Scotch Reviewers: A Satire
George Gordon Lord Byron
'I had rather be a kitten, and cry mew! Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers'~Shakespeare 'Such shameless bards we have; and yet 'tis true,...Rate it:

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The Abencerrage : Canto I.
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
Lonely and still are now thy marble halls, Thou fair Alhambra! there the feast is o'er; And with the murmur of thy fountain-falls, Blend the wild t...Rate it:

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The Abencerrage : Canto II.
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
Fair land! of chivalry the old domain, Land of the vine and olive, lovely Spain! Though not for thee with classic shores to vie In charms that fix ...Rate it:

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The Abencerrage : Canto III.
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
Heroes of elder days! untaught to yield, Who bled for Spain on many an ancient field; Ye, that around the oaken cross of yore Stood firm and fearle...Rate it:

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The Broken Pitcher
William Edmondstoune Aytoun
It was a Moorish maiden was sitting by a well, And what the maiden thought of, I cannot, cannot, tell, When by there rode a valiant knight from the...Rate it:

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Brother and Sister
George Eliot
I. I cannot choose but think upon the time When our two lives grew like two buds that kiss At lightest thrill from the bee's swinging chime, Be...Rate it:

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His Epitaph
William Henry Ogilvie
On a little old bush racecourse at the back of No Man’s Land, Where the mulgas mark the furlongs and a dead log marks the stand, There’s a square o...Rate it:

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A New Girl Up At White’s
Edward George Dyson
THERE’S a fresh track down the paddock Through the lightwoods to the creek, And I notice Billy Craddock And Maloney do not speak, And The Snag is s...Rate it:

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