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Hiawatha's Sailing
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
may not wet me!" And the Larch, with all its fibres, Shivered in the air of morning, Touched Rate it:

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A Christ-child Day in Australia
Ethel Turner
land I sit, Almost it is mine own. Its fibres to my fibres knit, Its bone into my bone. Rate it:

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Le lierre
Emile Verhaeren
il tord à point sa multiple vigueur, Fibres après fibres, au creux des moindres fentes, Et n'écouRate it:

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The Song Of Hiawatha VII: Hiawatha's Sailing
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
may not wet me!' And the Larch, with all its fibres, Shivered in the air of morning, Touched his Rate it:

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Cinema Calendar Of The Abstract Heart - 09
Tristan Tzara
the fibres give in to your starry warmth a lamp is called green and sees carefully stepping into a season of fever the wind has swept the rivers' m...Rate it:

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A Day At Tivoli - Prologue
John Kenyon
without fear; Or else in verdant rope their fibres string, As if to tempt the little Loves to swinRate it:

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A mademoiselle Louise B. (II)
Victor Marie Hugo
palpite, et qui fait vibrer comme des lyres Les fibres de nos coeurs ! Dans ce siècle où l'éclairRate it:

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Absence
Mary Darby Robinson
beats for thee alone: Nor shall its aching fibres cease to smart, 'Till DEATH's cold SPELL is twiRate it:

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An Epistle: (To N.A.)
William Watson
head and hissing tongue; The weed whose tangled fibres tell Of some inviolate deep-sea dell; The faRate it:

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Ideals
Edgar Albert Guest
her wine, But she sapped the strength of her fibres strong And a gilded shroud was her splendor finRate it:

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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 2. Old Yew, which graspest at the sto
Alfred Lord Tennyson
That name the under-lying dead, Thy fibres net the dreamless head, Thy roots are wRate it:

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L'arbre
Emile Verhaeren
mord, jusqu'à l'aubier, l'ample écheveau des fibres, Tout lui fut mal qui tord, douleur qui vibreRate it:

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La foule
Emile Verhaeren
effroi ; Fais un faisceau de ces milliers de fibres, Muscles tendus et nerfs qui vibrent ; AimanRate it:

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La musique
Rene Francois Armand Prudhomme
dans l'or de ta voix, Par mille douloureuses fibres Qu'ils font tressaillir à la fois... Elle espèRate it:

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La Voix
Maurice Rollinat
d’invisibles doigts qui chatouillent mes fibres ; Ô voix qui me rends chaste et si luxurieux, Tout Rate it:

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Le glaive
Emile Verhaeren
ses chars d'or, Tes nerfs t'enlaceront de leurs fibres sans sèves Tes nerfs ! - et tes ongles s'amRate it:

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Les usines
Emile Verhaeren
des fils qui vibrent Légers et fin comme des fibres. Des bandes de cuir transversales Courent de lRate it:

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MDCCCXCIII: A Prelude
Christopher John Brennan
breath the lips of death. –- But those deep fibres hold the season’s mortal gold, by silent alchemRate it:

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OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII (Entire)
Alfred Lord Tennyson
the stones That name the under-lying dead, Thy fibres net the dreamless head, Thy roots are wrapRate it:

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On The Death Of Mr. Viner
Thomas Parnell
tuneful Concert strung. His Touch did strike the Fibres of the Heart, And a like Trembling secretlyRate it:

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Queen Anne's Lace
William Carlos Williams
purple blossom under his touch to which the fibres of her being stem one by one, each to its end,Rate it:

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Retirement
William Cowper
habits choke the unfruitful heart, Their fibres penetrate its tenderest part, And, draining its nutRate it:

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Sea-Weeds.
Robert Crawford
that, clustered from the air, Throw forth their fibres to the Power that breeds Love in the lives aRate it:

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Sonnet II. On A Discovery Made Too Late
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
with fev'rish fancies pale Jarred thy fine fibres with a maniac's hand? Faint was that Hope, and raRate it:

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The Book of Urizen: Chapter V
William Blake
into roots; Fib'rous, writhing upon the winds; Fibres of blood, milk and tears; In pangs, eternity Rate it:

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