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I Have Come To You Delighted
Afanasy Afanasyevich Fet
I have come to you, delighted, To tell you that sun has risen, That its light has warmly started To fulfil on leaves its dancing; To tell you tha...Rate it:

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Ann Taylor
evening to spend. 'Ah! how they will all be delighted, I guess, And stare with surprise at my hanRate it:

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A True Tale
Mary Barber
lisp'd, ere they could spell: The Mother then, delighted, smiles; And shews the Story on the Tiles.Rate it:

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Jane Taylor
evening to spend. "Ah! how they will all be delighted, I guess, And stare with surprise at my hanRate it:

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Hope, An Allegorical Sketch
William Lisle Bowles
slowly ceased her tender voice, I stood Delighted: the hard way, so lately passed, Seemed smooth; tRate it:

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Monody On The Death Of Dr. Warton
William Lisle Bowles
voice; I shook my deadly slumber off; I gazed Delighted 'round; awaked, inspired, amazed, I markedRate it:

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Rhomboidal Dirge
George Wither
all those pleasing songs, whose moving strains Delighted once the fairest nymphs that dance upon thRate it:

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The Passions
William Collins
turns they felt the glowing mind Disturbed, delighted, raised, refined; Till once, 'tis said, when Rate it:

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Written From Dublin, To A Lady In The Country.
Mary Barber
Throats, And hear their wild, melodious Notes. Delighted, thro' your Pastures roam, Or see the KinRate it:

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Epilogue--To The Poet's Sitter
Francis Thompson
richly bruised against their golden bars, Delighted captives of their flaming spears, Find a restraRate it:

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Initial Love
Ralph Waldo Emerson
and sell, and lose, and win; He rolls them with delighted motion, Joy-tides swell their mimic oceanRate it:

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be enframed for display, yes, indeed ~ while I'm delighted, will show others; 'GP' is happy... &Rate it:

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Saint Cloud
Sir Walter Scott
Princes at Saint Cloud. Nor then, with more delighted ear, The circle round her drew, Than ours,Rate it:

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The Troubadour. Canto 4 E (Reunion)
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
with the full torrent gushing Of feelings whose delighted mood Was mingling joy and gratitude. ScarRate it:

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Rural Elegance, An Ode to the Late Duchess of Somerset
William Shenstone
graced with rank obtains, Could she not more delighted hear Yon throstle chant the rising year? CouRate it:

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A Winter Night
Robert Burns
thing! That, in the merry months o' spring, Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes o'Rate it:

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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
why? He comes alone! Can I e'er feel delighted Alone, though Spring is near? Yet when we are unitRate it:

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Sonnet 141: In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes
William Shakespeare
dote. Nor are mine cars with thy tongue's tune delighted, Nor tender feeling to base touches prone,Rate it:

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William Butler Yeats
years, Could ever come between Mind and delighted mind; And one because her hand Had strength that Rate it:

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A Bouquet
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
hurry home as if for life Gladly to read to each delighted wife The little things That C.J.D. so huRate it:

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A College Career
Robert Fuller Murray
body After another plan Than that which once delighted When, in the days benighted, Like some wild Rate it:

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A Letter Written For My Daughter To A Lady, Who Had Presented Her With A Cap.
Mary Barber
Face, ``And let the Rake supply the Place; ``Delighted see the People stare, ``And ask each other wRate it:

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A Narrow Girdle of Rough Stones and Crags
William Wordsworth
Of reapers, men and women, boys and girls. Delighted much to listen to those sounds, And feedingRate it:

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A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet XXXIX
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
But lo, thou speakest: ``Not with these Is God delighted. Get thee homeward hence. They need thee mRate it:

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A Song of Pitcairn's Island
William Cullen Bryant
that were made of yore: I'll sing, in his delighted ear, The island lays thou lov'st to hear. And Rate it:

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