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Arbolé, Arbolé
Federico García Lorca
wind, playboy of towers, grabs her around the waist. Four riders passed by on Andalusian ponies, Rate it:

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The Ballad Of The "Clampherdown"
Rudyard Kipling
stokers yelped delight, As they rolled in the waist and heard the fight Stamp o'er their steel-walRate it:

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Hiawatha's Sailing
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Into his canoe he wrought them, Round its waist a shining girdle, Round its bows a gleaming neckRate it:

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Chose Vue
Francis Thompson
hair Shook like loosened music cadent to her waist;-- Lapsing like music, wavery as water, Slid to Rate it:

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Farmer Downs Changes His Opinion Of Nature
Isabella Valancy Crawford
from him-- Jest see his long right arm About her waist--looks orful big! Why, gosh! he's bought a nRate it:

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Freedom of Love
Andre Breton
the thoughts of heat lightning With the waist of an hourglass With the waist of an otter in the teeRate it:

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I Sing The Body Electric
Walt Whitman
walk, the carriage of his neck, the flex of his waist and knees--dress does not hide him; Rate it:

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Ojistoh
Emily Pauline Johnson
I, bound with buckskin to his hated waist, He, sneering, laughing, jeering, while he lashed The Rate it:

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The Ballad of the Clampherdown
Rudyard Kipling
stokers yelped delight, As they rolled in the waist and heard the fight, Stamp o'er their steel-walRate it:

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The Song Of Hiawatha VII: Hiawatha's Sailing
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Into his canoe he wrought them, Round its waist a shining girdle, Round its bows a gleaming neckRate it:

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Ne Sit Ancillae Tibi Amor Pudor
Robert Louis Stevenson
I Were only bold enough to try An arm about your waist. I hear, too, as you come and go, That prettRate it:

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Saluting The Street Dogs.
Nikhil Parekh
lambasted them - instantaneously unbuckling your waist belts - for chasing your car down the quiet Rate it:

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The Bayadere. An Indian Tale (2) Ending
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
her hand of snow, Now zoned around her graceful waist, And now like fetters round her placed; And tRate it:

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Complete Control
Nikhil Parekh
hair dye, I didn't want to capture her waist; which danced tantalizingly enveloped by chains of hRate it:

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The Lass That Made the Bed to Me
Robert Burns
said, "Alas, ye've ruin'd me." I clasp'd her waist, and kiss'd her syne, While the tear stood twiRate it:

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'The Old Leaven'
Adam Lindsay Gordon
paled, those rosebud lips that I kist, That slim waist has thickened rather, And the cub has the spRate it:

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A Discontented Sugar Broker
William Schwenck Gilbert
a man of taste Could ever want, except a waist; And discontent His size anent, And bootless perseveRate it:

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A Long Dress
Gertrude Stein
that presents a long line and a necessary waist. What is this current. What is the wind, what is iRate it:

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A Ripple Song
Rudyard Kipling
was never wedded!" Ripple-ripple round her waist, Clear the current eddied. Foolish heart and faiRate it:

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A Soldier's Dream
Anonymous Americas
I sprang to the threshold and clasped her dear waist; And every campaign I'd gone over again To getRate it:

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Alciphron and Leucippe
Walter Savage Landor
beat. Leucippe. Don’t keep your arm about my waist. Alciphron. Might you not stumble? LeucippRate it:

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Alexander's Feast; Or, The Power Of Music
John Dryden
sought her snowy breast, Then round her slender waist he curled, And stamped an image of himself, aRate it:

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Alpine Holiday
Robert William Service
of haste; And then she felt his arm go round her waist. She shrank: she did not know him very wellRate it:

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An Old Doll
Ada Cambridge
down and out) - The way it curves around her waist, On little knees outspread - Implies a body fraRate it:

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An Unfortunate Likeness
William Schwenck Gilbert
would sit to you?" I clasped him madly round the waist, And breathlessly replied, "I do!" "All righRate it:

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