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George And The Chimney-Sweep
Ann Taylor
the street, With looks both vain and pert, A sweep-boy pass'd, whom not to meet, He slipp'd–intoRate it:

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That Half-Crown Sweep
Andrew Barton Paterson
The station staff are wont to try With "Bob-in Sweeps" their thirst to quench, Or nearly quench,Rate it:

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I Heard You, Solemn-sweep Pipes Of The Organ
Walt Whitman
I HEARD you, solemn-sweet pipes of the organ, as last Sunday morn I pass'd the church; Winds of autumn!--as I walk'd the woods at d...Rate it:

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Apostroph
Walt Whitman
quick preparation! O from his masterful sweep, the warning cry of the eagle! (Give way Rate it:

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Gordon
Ernest Myers
Trembles again, when in blind thirst of blood Sweep the wild tribes along the startled shore. IRate it:

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The Galley-Slave
Rudyard Kipling
shark swam below, As we gripped the kicking sweep-head and we made the galley go. It was merry in Rate it:

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The Ports of the Open Sea
Henry Lawson
the kerb of the spray-swept street, By the sweep of the black sand beaches From the main-road traveRate it:

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The Rising Of The Storm
Paul Laurence Dunbar
in the sky. From the silent deep The waters sweep, But faint on the cold white stones, And the waveRate it:

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Vision Of Columbus - Book 9
Joel Barlow
their winding currents swell; Then widening sweep thro' each descending plain, And move majestic toRate it:

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Out of sight? What of that?
Emily Dickinson
of that? See the Bird—reach it! Curve by Curve—Sweep by Sweep— Round the Steep Air— Danger! What isRate it:

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The Ballad Of The "Clampherdown"
Rudyard Kipling
It was our war-ship ~Clampherdown~ Would sweep the Channel clean, Wherefore she kept her hatches close When the merry Channel chops arose, To sav...Rate it:

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Pleasure
Charlotte Brontë
Luna's light, Or where among their branches sweep The hollow sounds of night. Go where the warblRate it:

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The Legend of Mirth
Rudyard Kipling
were wont to keep-- Pinion to pinion answering, sweep for sweep, In awful diapason heard afar-- ButRate it:

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Andrew Jones
William Wordsworth
drum With its tantara sound would come, And sweep him from the village! I said not this, becausRate it:

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Ash-Boughs
Gerard Manley Hopkins
touch heaven, tabour on it; how their talons sweep The smouldering enormous winter welkin! May MeRate it:

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Barb-Wire Bill
Robert William Service
kicking like a steer . . . run out the forward sweep! That's Hell-gate Canyon right ahead; I know oRate it:

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Bone and Sinew and Brain
John Boyle O'Reilly
birds, never forced a-lee By the gales that sweep toward land, Ye are symbols of death, and of hoRate it:

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Hymn of The Dunkers
John Greenleaf Whittier
sweet and clean the world with fire! Sweep, flaming besom, sweep from sight The lies of time; be sRate it:

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In The Foam.
Sidney Lanier
whitening wave, And dasheth thee and me apart. I sweep out seaward: -- be thou brave. And reacRate it:

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Lines To A Friend,
Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
darkness deepens round, And the wailing winds sweep onward with yet more piteous sound, I feel withRate it:

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Midnight
Thomas Hood
Unfathomable Night! how dost thou sweep Over the flooded earth, and darkly hide The mighty city under thy full tide; Making a silent palace for ...Rate it:

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Mine-Sweepers
Rudyard Kipling
bright where it's breaking -- Awkward water to sweep. "Mines reported in the fairway, Warn all tRate it:

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Mogg Megone - Part III.
John Greenleaf Whittier
made. Thoughts of strife and hate and wrong Sweep thy heated brain along, Fading hopes for whose sRate it:

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O Sun Of Real Peace
Walt Whitman
you! Visions of poets! only you really last! sweep on! sweep on! O heights too swift and dizzRate it:

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Ode To Peace
James Beattie
is heard no more; The surge in silence seems to sweep the foamy shore. II. 1. The bloody banner, sRate it:

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