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Tis Gone, And For Ever
Thomas Moore
'Tis gone, and for ever, the light we saw breaking, Like Heaven's first dawn o'er the sleep of the dead -- When Man, from the slumber of ages awa...Rate it:

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'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy!
Emily Dickinson
'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy! If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, Have ventured all upon a throw! Have gained! Yes! Hesita...Rate it:

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Sonnet 110: Alas, 'tis true, I have gone here and there
William Shakespeare
Alas, 'tis true, I have gone here and there, And made myself a motley to the view, Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear, Made old ...Rate it:

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The Day Is Gone, And All Its Sweets Are Gone
John Keats
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone! Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast, Warm breath, light whisper, tender semitone, B...Rate it:

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Gone For Ever
Christina Georgina Rossetti
O happy rosebud blooming Upon thy parent tree, Nay, thou art too presuming For soon the earth entombing Thy faded charms shall be, And the chi...Rate it:

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Gone, Gone Again
Edward Thomas
Gone, gone again, May, June, July, And August gone, Again gone by, Not memorable Save that I saw them go, As past the empty quays The river...Rate it:

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Yesterday, To-day, and For Ever: Book IV. - The Creation of Angels and of Men
Edward Henry Bickersteth
O tears, ye rivulets that flow profuse Forth from the fountains of perennial love, Love, sympathy, and sorrow, those pure springs Welling in secret...Rate it:

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Song: Tis Not the Beam
Joseph Rodman Drake
'Tis not the beam of her bright blue eye, Nor the smile of her lip of rosy dye, Nor the dark brown wreaths of her glossy hair, Nor her changing ...Rate it:

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Tis Finished
Henry Clay Work
'Tis finished! 'tis ended! The dread and awful task is done; Tho' wounded and bleeding, 'tis ours to sing the vict'ry won, Our nation is ransom'd--...Rate it:

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Tis Hard
Augusta Davies Webster
'Tis hard that the full summer of our round Is but the turn where winter's sign-post's writ; That to have reached the best is leaving it; That f...Rate it:

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'Tis Anguish grander than Delight
Emily Dickinson
'Tis Anguish grander than Delight 'Tis Resurrection Pain— The meeting Bands of smitten Face We questioned to, again. 'Tis Transport wild as thrill...Rate it:

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'Tis Sunrise—Little Maid—Hast Thou
Emily Dickinson
'Tis Sunrise—Little Maid—Hast Thou No Station in the Day? 'Twas not thy wont, to hinder so— Retrieve thine industry— 'Tis Noon—My little Maid— Ala...Rate it:

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'Tis Said, That Some Have Died For Love
William Wordsworth
'Tis said, that some have died for love: And here and there a churchyard grave is found In the cold north's unhallowed ground, Because the wretc...Rate it:

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'Tis said, that some have died for love
William Wordsworth
'Tis said, that some have died for love: And here and there a churchyard grave is found In the cold north's unhallowed ground, Because the wretc...Rate it:

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Tis The Set Of The Sail -- Or -- One Ship Sails East
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
But to every mind there openeth, A way, and way, and away, A high soul climbs the highway, And the low soul gropes the low, And in between on the m...Rate it:

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Tis the Last Rose of Summer
Thomas Moore
Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone: No flower of her kindred, No rose-bud is nigh, ...Rate it:

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'Tis One by One — the Father counts
Emily Dickinson
'Tis One by One — the Father counts — And then a Tract between Set Cypherless — to teach the Eye The Value of its Ten — Until the peevish Student ...Rate it:

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Song.—'Tis the spot where we parted
Louisa Stuart Costello
'Tis the spot where we parted— Oh! never again Can its breeze or its blossoms Awake but to pain. Ah! as fair is the scene As it flouri...Rate it:

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'Tis not that Dying hurts us so
Emily Dickinson
'Tis not that Dying hurts us so— 'Tis Living—hurts us more— But Dying—is a different way— A Kind behind the Door— The Southern Custom—of the Bird—...Rate it:

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'Tis customary as we part
Emily Dickinson
'Tis customary as we part A trinket—to confer— It helps to stimulate the faith When Lovers be afar— 'Tis various—as the various taste— Clematis—jo...Rate it:

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Tis Sweet to Think
Thomas Moore
Tis sweet to think that, where'er we rove, We are sure to find something blissful and dear, And that, when we're far from the lips that we love, ...Rate it:

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Grace, 'Tis a Charming Sound
Augustus Montague Toplady
Grace, ’tis a charming sound, Harmonious to mine ear; Heaven with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. Grace first contrived the ...Rate it:

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'Tis so appalling—it exhilarates
Emily Dickinson
'Tis so appalling—it exhilarates— So over Horror, it half Captivates— The Soul stares after it, secure— A Sepulchre, fears frost, no more— To scan...Rate it:

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'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight
Emily Jane Brontë
'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, All soft and still and fair; The solemn hour of midnight Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere, But most where t...Rate it:

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Modern Love XXIII: 'Tis Christmas Weather
George Meredith
'Tis Christmas weather, and a country house Receives us: rooms are full: we can but get An attic-crib. Such lovers will not fret At that, it is ...Rate it:

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