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The Fourth of July Gregory Baranoff	It was the Fourth of...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
A Quiet Fourth Albeej A	July fourth and firecrackers aren't...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Alf’s Fourth Bit Ezra Pound	Rudyard the dud yard, Rudyard the false measure, Told 'em that glory Ain't always a pleasure, But said it wuz glorious nevertheless To lick the boots...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Amalfi. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Fourth) Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Sweet the memory is to me Of a land beyond the sea, Where the waves and mountains meet, Where amid her mulberry-trees Sits Amalfi in the heat,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Amherst Fourth of July Thomas Ventura	It's the Fourth of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Elegie on Henry, fourth Erle of Northumberlande John Skelton	Ad dominum properato meum mea pagina Percy, Qui Northumbrorum jura paterna gerit. Ad nutum celebris tu porna repone leonis, Quaeque suo patri tristia...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Astrophel and Stella - Fourth Song. Sir Philip Sidney	Onely Ioy, now here you are, Fit to heare and ease my care, Let my whispering voyce obtaine Sweete reward for sharpest paine; Take me to thee, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Book Fourth [Summer Vacation] William Wordsworth	BRIGHT was the summer's noon when quickening steps Followed each other till a dreary moor Was crossed, a bare ridge clomb, upon whose top Standing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Cadenabbia. Lake Of Como. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Fourth) Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	No sound of wheels or hoof-beat breaks The silence of the summer day, As by the loveliest of all lakes I while the idle hours...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Charles Sumner. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Fourth) Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Garlands upon his grave And flowers upon his hearse, And to the tender heart and brave The tribute of this...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - Canto The Fourth. George Gordon Byron	I. I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand: I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Don Juan: Canto The Fourth George Gordon Lord Byron	Nothing so difficult as a beginning In poesy, unless perhaps the end; For oftentimes when Pegasus seems winning The race, he sprains a wing, and down...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Duino Elegies: The Fourth Elegy Rainer Maria Rilke	O trees of life, oh, what when winter comes? We are not of one mind. Are not like birds in unison migrating. And overtaken, overdue, we thrust...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Eclogue the Fourth Agib William Taylor Collins	SCENE, a Mountain in Circassia TIME,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Fit the Fourth ( Hunting of the Snark ) Lewis Carroll	The...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Fourth Born Of The Litter Wallace Dean LaBenne	Fourth born of the litter, she was the first to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Fourth of July Julia A Moore	Fourth of July, how sweet it sounds, As every year it rolls...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Fourth Station Padraic Colum	Jesus His Mother meets: She looks on Him and sees The Savior in Her Son: The Angel's word comes back: Within her heart she says, "Unto me let...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Fourth Sunday After Easter John Keble	My Saviour, can it ever be That I should gain by losing Thee? The watchful mother tarries nigh, Though sleep have closed her infant's eye; For should...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Fourth Sunday After Epiphany John Keble	They know the Almighty's power, Who, wakened by the rushing midnight shower, Watch for the fitful breeze To howl and chafe amid the bending...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Fourth Sunday After Trinity John Keble	It was not then a poet's dream, An idle vaunt of song, Such as beneath the moon's soft gleam On vacant fancies...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Fourth Sunday In Advent John Keble	Of the bright things in earth and air How little can the heart embrace! Soft shades and gleaming lights are there - I know it well, but cannot...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Fourth Sunday In Lent John Keble	When Nature tries her finest touch, Weaving her vernal wreath, Mark ye, how close she veils her round, Not to be traced by sight or sound, Nor...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Fourth Times a Charm Arica R. Brazil	I guess a fourth attempt would be How do you say Reaching I've dillied and dallied With this whole life...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
From Vergil's Fourth Georgic Percy Bysshe Shelley	And the cloven waters like a chasm of mountains Stood, and received him in its mighty portal And led him through the deep’s untrampled...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)