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Back and Side go Bare
William Stevenson
Back and side go bare, go bare, Both foot and hand go cold; But, belly, God send thee good ale enough, Whether it be new or old. ...Rate it:

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A Warrior with bare hand can conquer the world
Abinash Parajuli
I will set you free from scavengers all around I will safeguard your flesh from them Don’t feel pity for yourself I will set you free to your desti...Rate it:

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Now Bare To The Beholder's Eye
Robert Louis Stevenson
NOW bare to the beholder's eye Your late denuded bindings lie, Subsiding slowly where they fell, A disinvested citadel; The obdurate corset, Cupid'...Rate it:

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The Bare Minimum
Kurt Philip Behm
The minimum standard defining a man —taking care of his family The minimum standard defining a woman —taking care of her man (Villanova Pen...Rate it:

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Jolly Good Ale and Old
William Stevenson
Back and side go bare, go bare, Both foot and hand go cold; But, belly, God send thee good ale enough, Whether it be new or old. I cannot eat but ...Rate it:

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Home, Wounded
Sydney Thompson Dobell
Wheel me into the sunshine, Wheel me into the shadow, There must be leaves on the woodbine, Is the king-cup crowned in the meadow? Wheel me down t...Rate it:

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The Martyr
Herman Melville
(Indicative of the Passion of the People on the 15th Day of April, 1865) * * * Good Friday was the day Of the prodigy and crime, When they killed ...Rate it:

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A Song Of Riches
Katharine Lee Bates
What will you give to a barefoot lass, Morning with breath like wine? Wade, bare feet! In my wide morass Starry marigolds shine. Alms, sweet Noon, ...Rate it:

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Ballad of Fisher's Boarding-House
Rudyard Kipling
'T was Fultah Fisher's boarding-house, Where sailor-men reside, And there were men of all the ports From Mississip to Clyde, And regally they spat ...Rate it:

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Fragments Pts 1, 11, 111
Victor James Daley
These broken lines for pardon crave; I cannot end the song with art: My grief is gray and old—her grave Is dug so deep within my heart. I.—...Rate it:

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How The Women Went From Dover
John Greenleaf Whittier
THE tossing spray of Cocheco's fall Hardened to ice on its rocky wall, As through Dover town in the chill, gray dawn, Three women passed, at the ca...Rate it:

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In the Sante
Guillaume Apollinaire
I Before I got into my cell I had to strip my body bare I heard an ominous voice say Well Guillaume what are you doing here Lazarus steps into th...Rate it:

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Lully, Lulley
Anonymous Americas
Lully, lulley, lully, lulley, The faucon hath borne my make away. He bare him up, he bare him down, He bare him into an orchard brown. ...Rate it:

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Natural Magic
Robert Browning
All I can say is--I saw it! The room was as bare as your hand. I locked in the swarth little lady,--I swear, From the head to the foot of her--well...Rate it:

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On The Downs
Algernon Charles Swinburne
A faint sea without wind or sun; A sky like flameless vapour dun; A valley like an unsealed grave That no man cares to weep upon, Bare, without boo...Rate it:

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Quia Multum Amavit
Algernon Charles Swinburne
Am I not he that hath made thee and begotten thee, I, God, the spirit of man? Wherefore now these eighteen years hast thou forgotten me, ...Rate it:

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The Ballad of Fisher's Boarding-House
Rudyard Kipling
That night, when through the mooring-chains The wide-eyed corpse rolled free, To blunder down by Garden Reach And rot at Kedgeree, The tale the...Rate it:

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The Faerie Queene, Book III, Canto VI
Edmund Spenser
THE THIRD BOOKE OF THE FAERIE QUEENE Contayning THE LEGENDE OF BRITOMARTIS OR OF CHASTITIECANTO VI The birth of faire Belphoebe and O...Rate it:

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The Lost Kiss
James Whitcomb Riley
I put by the half-written poem, While the pen, idly trailed in my hand, Writes on--, 'Had I words to complete it, Who'd read it, or who'd understan...Rate it:

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The Soul's Quest
Frederick George Scott
PART I IN the land that is neither night nor day, Where the mists sleep over the forests grey, A sad, sad spirit wandered away. The woods are stil...Rate it:

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The Tunning of Elenor Rumming
John Skelton
Tell you I chyll, If that ye wyll A whyle be styll, Of a comely gyll That dwelt on a hyll: But she is not gryll, For she is somwhat sage And well w...Rate it:

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II. The Quest Of Silence
Christopher John Brennan
Secreta Silvarum: Prelude Oh yon, when Holda leaves her hill of winter, on the quest of June, black oaks with emerald lamplets thrill that fli...Rate it:

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Maud Muller
John Greenleaf Whittier
Maud Muller on a summer's day Raked the meadow sweet with hay. Beneath her torn hat glowed the wealth Of simple beauty and rustic health. Sin...Rate it:

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Peter Simson's Farm
Edward George Dyson
Simson settled in the timber when his arm was strong and true, And his form was straight and limber; and he wrought the long day through In a s...Rate it:

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The Song of the Darling River
Henry Lawson
The skies are brass and the plains are bare, Death and ruin are everywhere -- And all that is left of the last year's flood Is a sickly stream o...Rate it:

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