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The Wicket Cricket Critic
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
If the cricket critics' nagging Merits stern official gagging Which I doubt How would critical ascetics, With their prosy homiletics, Shut it ou...Rate it:

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Cricket Is A Serious Thing
Edward George Dyson
we fling, We pray you never to forget That cricket is a serious thing. The crowd assembles at a TeRate it:

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A Cricket Casualty
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
me) I mean to say, To criss a mit of bicket Cricket! Ash right. Hooray! In-toshicated? NonshenRate it:

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Each Time You Lift The Cricket World Cup-We're Proud To Be A True Indian
Nikhil Parekh
of us feel that we're not at war-but relishing cricket at its imperious best, Each time you run dRate it:

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Grand Rapids Cricket Club
Julia A Moore
In Grand Rapids is a handsome club, Of men that cricket play, As fine a set of skillful men That can their skill display. They are the champions of...Rate it:

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It Isn't Cricket
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
. . . Aw, let's talk somethin' sensible, like cricket. War? . . . Listen to him! Ain't you wise tRate it:

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On the Grasshopper and Cricket
John Keats
a silence, from the stove there shrills The Cricket's song, in warmth increasing ever, And seems toRate it:

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Sonnet XV. On The Grasshopper And Cricket
John Keats
a silence, from the stove there shrills The Cricket's song, in warmth increasing ever, And seems toRate it:

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The cricket sang,
Emily Dickinson
The cricket sang, And set the sun, And workmen finished, one by one, Their seam the day upon. The low grass loaded with the dew, The twilight s...Rate it:

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The Cricket
William Cowper
Little inmate, full of mirth, Chirping on my kitchen hearth, Whereso'er be thine abode, Always harbinger of good, Pay me for thy warm retreat With ...Rate it:

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To A Cricket
William Cox Bennett
Voice of summer, keen and shrill, Chirping round my winter fire, Of thy song I never tire, Weary others as they will, For thy song with summer's fi...Rate it:

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To The Cricket
Archibald Lampman
Didst thou not tease and fret me to and fro, Sweet spirit of this summer-circled field, With that quiet voice of thine that would not yield Its mea...Rate it:

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To the Grasshopper and the Cricket
James Henry Leigh Hunt
Green little vaulter in the sunny grass, Catching your heart up at the feel of June, Sole voice that's heard amidst the lazy noon, When even the...Rate it:

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The Ghosts of the Buffaloes
Vachel Lindsay
owl said: "Hark, what is a-wing?" I heard a cricket carolling, I heard a cricket carolling, I heardRate it:

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A Tale
Robert Browning
strings snapped. All was lost, then! No! a cricket (What 'cicada'? Pooh!) --Some mad thing that leRate it:

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The straw parlor
Eugene Field
down in the strawstack, a wee little mite Of a cricket went chirping by day and by night; And furthRate it:

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Bohémiens En Voyage (Gypsies On The Road)
Charles Baudelaire
a mournful regret for vanished illusions. The cricket from the depths of his sandy retreat WatcheRate it:

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Ike Walton's Prayer
James Whitcomb Riley
mine Where at the hearthstore I may hear The cricket sing, And have the shine Of one glad womanRate it:

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Incidents in the life of my Uncle Arly
Edward Lear
beside a leafy thicket: On his nose there was a Cricket, In his hat a Railway-ticket (But his shoesRate it:

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The Potatoes' Dance
Vachel Lindsay
(A Poem Game.) I "Down cellar," said the cricket, "Down cellar," said the cricket, "Down cellar," said the cricket, "I saw a ball last night, In ...Rate it:

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We Mean to Say
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
crease or at the wicket, Just exactly what was cricket And, of course, I mean to say, we have our pRate it:

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Ballad of Bopard Defied
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
summer day Two strudy youths I did espy; at cricket they did play. One had the ball, one had the baRate it:

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In the Storm that is to come
Henry Lawson
that stand on the kerb agape and glares at the cricket scores? And who will hold the invader back wRate it:

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Old Song
Edward Fitzgerald
falling! But close at the hearth, Like a cricket, sit I, Reading of summer And chivalry-Rate it:

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Nature the gentlest mother is
Emily Dickinson
aisles Incite the timid prayer Of the minutest cricket, The most unworthy flower. When all theRate it:

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