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Chest Without A Name
Kurt Philip Behm
I keep my verse in a chest of drawers each one so very different Some words for summer, some for winter and some then most intemperate I kee...Rate it:

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The Treasure Of Abram
John Boyle O'Reilly
within the wain, behold A brass-bound, massive chest! 'Press on!' shouts Abram. 'Hold!' they cry;Rate it:

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Spleen (II)
Charles Baudelaire
than if I'd lived a thousand years. A heavy chest of drawers cluttered with balance-sheets, ProceRate it:

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The Lady's Dressing Room
Jonathan Swift
tell the rest? And must you needs describe the chest? That careless wench! no creature warn her To Rate it:

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The Retired Cat
William Cowper
o'er the rest, Half-open in the topmost chest, Of depth enough, and none to spare, Invited heRate it:

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The Dormouse and the Doctor
Alan Alexander Milne
bed. Just say 'Ninety-nine' while I look at your chest.... Don't you find that chrysanthemums answeRate it:

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Ballad of Fisher's Boarding-House
Rudyard Kipling
bare of arm, Who carried on his hairy chest The maid Ultruda's charm -- The little silver crucifix Rate it:

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Beautifully Murdered By Buddha.
Lenny Gazbowski
pose. Buddha seems unsettled as I carve open my chest. I call him over, he sits on the bed he is asRate it:

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Boston
Ralph Waldo Emerson
could blame If Indians seized the tea, And, chest by chest, let down the same Into the laughing Rate it:

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Bound for the Lord-Knows-Where
Henry Lawson
second best? Now where are you going with your chest of tools, And the old togs in the chest? With Rate it:

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Christopher Found
Amy Levy
thus did run Their purport. Idly seeking in the chest (You see it yonder), I had found them there: Rate it:

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Explanation Of An Ancient Woodcut
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
and pincers rest, And lays his awl within his chest; The seventh day he takes repose From many pullRate it:

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IF LAWYER'S HAND IS FEE'D
John Gay
health and pence, sir, Your daughter rob your chest, sir, Your wife may steal your rest, sir, A thiRate it:

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Le Flacon (The Perfume Flask)
Charles Baudelaire
the box, Or, in an empty house, some ancient chest, Where time and dust and gloom were long comprRate it:

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The Ballad of Fisher's Boarding-House
Rudyard Kipling
bare of arm, Who carried on his hairy chest The maid Ultruda's charm -- The little silver crucifiRate it:

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The Beggar's Opera (excerpts)
John Gay
and pence, sir, - Your daughter rob your chest, sir, - Your wife may steal your rest, sir, - Rate it:

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The Coral Island
James Stephens
His arms were round a chest of oaken wood, It was clamped with brass and iron studs, and seemed An awful weight. After a while he stood And I s...Rate it:

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The Garden Of Boccaccio
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
sight. A tremulous warmth crept gradual o'er my chest, As though an infant's finger touch'd my breaRate it:

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The King and the Shepherd
Anne Kingsmill Finch
persist, That Wealth he had conceal'd within a Chest, Which but attended some convenient Day, ToRate it:

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The Legless Man
Robert William Service
they did not pass. They pinned two medals on my chest, a yellow and a brown, And lovely ladies madRate it:

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The Sacrilege: (A Ballad-Tragedy)
Thomas Hardy
to yon cathedral shrine, And finger from the chest divine Treasure to buy me ear-drops fine, And riRate it:

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100 Holes
Nikhil Parekh
of air would pierce sweat laden zones of chest, Thereby compensating the need for artificial contrRate it:

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A myriad of thoughts
Odonko-ba
thousand dollars shat upon a womans chest in jest unjust while the innocent hunger pangs of the jusRate it:

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A Song to David
Christopher Smart
a coal His eyeball,—like a bastion's mole His chest against the foes: Strong, the gier-eagle on hRate it:

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Crystal meth
Chris lowe
heart that beats in your wondering chest, Is tainting the image for what the fuck you have left. SRate it:

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