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Whetting Appetite For Love
Nikhil Parekh
In order to whet appetite for food; all that was required was the tantalizing scent of heavenly corn, In order to whet appetite for the morning; ...Rate it:

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Sonnet 118: Like as to make our appetite more keen
William Shakespeare
Like as to make our appetite more keen With eager compounds we our palate urge, As to prevent our maladies unseen, We sicken to shun sickness when ...Rate it:

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Anti-Thelyphthora. A Tale In Verse
William Cowper
a wider pale enclosed, May rove at will, where appetite shall lead, Free as the lordly bull that raRate it:

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Ch 03 On The Excellence Of Contentment Story 05
Sa di
a great deal and that thy power of restraining appetite is more slender than a hair, whilst an appeRate it:

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PARADOX. That Fruition destroyes Love
Henry King
fair and bright, Then whil'st unstained by the appetite: And then it withers like a blasted flowrRate it:

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Reason and Passion XV
Khalil Gibran
your judgment wage war against passion and your appetite. Would that I could be the peacemaker inRate it:

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Scenes Favourable To Meditation
William Cowper
little is found in this dreary abode That appetite wishes to find, My spirit is soothed by the presRate it:

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A Bad Night
Ambrose Bierce
and night- I and bug and beast; They provided appetite And I supplied the feast. The raven is a diRate it:

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I'M FAR TOO YOUNG FOR SAGA
Alan Parry-Booth
food is really fine And the aged person’s appetite Is twice as good as mine. I’m far too young forRate it:

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HANDLING OLD AGE
Alan Parry-Booth
I was eighty-three Yet I feel twenty-nine My appetite is excellent And I do enjoy my wine. I stillRate it:

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A Departing Dirge
Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
shore Harder up than e'er before; A keen appetite I feel To taste a bit o' British veal; And let's Rate it:

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A Dream
James Whitcomb Riley
yearning I hastened my returning With a fiendish appetite. And I found my victims dying, 'Ha!' theRate it:

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Bird Watcher
Robert William Service
cook afar doth forage For food to woo his appetite, The old man lives on milk and porridge Rate it:

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Mike
Robert William Service
almost broke me buying meat To satisfy his appetite. Then came a change I wondered at: Returning whRate it:

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Peter the Piccaninny
Henry Kendall
hardly ripe for heaven. He never lost his appetite— He bigger grew, and bigger; And proved, with Rate it:

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Breakfast
Robert William Service
with a rare delight To honey, toast and tea. My appetite was razor edged When I was in my prime; TRate it:

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A Career In Letters
Ambrose Bierce
bound about his pow, Locked legs and failing appetite, He thought so hard he couldn't write. His soRate it:

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A Confidant Without Knowing It; Or The Stratagem
La Fontaine
thus I cannot doubt; But sight of meat brings appetite about; And if you would avoid the tempting bRate it:

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A Feel In The Chris'mas-Air
James Whitcomb Riley
where a man _lives_ at!-- It gives a feller a' appetite-- They ain't no doubt about _that_!-- And yRate it:

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A Garden Idyl
George Meredith
the fatal odds in fight, And gives repast an appetite, By plunging, whizzing, till his wings Are weRate it:

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A Letter
Paul Laurence Dunbar
frolics, Lucy, you an' me an' Nelse, Dough my appetite 'ud call me, ef dey was n't nuffin else. I 'Rate it:

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A Lifted Finger
Ambrose Bierce
smoke in six directions to assert Your lack of appetite for others' dirt? Practice makes perfect: Rate it:

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A PANEGYRIC TO SIR LEWIS PEMBERTON
Robert Herrick
waiter to affright, With blasting eye, the appetite, Which fain would waste upon thy cates, but thaRate it:

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A Party Of Lovers
John Keats
of the night, Forget their tea -- forget their appetite. See with cross'd arms they sit -- ah! happRate it:

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A Railroad Lackey
Ambrose Bierce
of Stanford's cooks About the region of the appetite, Where geniuses are singularly slight. Your frRate it:

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