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A Curse For A Nation
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
along the street: 'For parked-up honors that gainsay The right of way: For almsgiving throughRate it:

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A Model For The Laureate
William Butler Yeats
drunk or sober live at ease Where none gainsay their right, And keep their lovers waiting, Keep theRate it:

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A New Temperance Poem, in Memory of My Departed Parents, Who Were Sober Living & God Fearing People
William Topaz McGonagall
astray Which no God fearing man will dare to gainsay. Some people do say that God made strong driRate it:

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A Tribute to Mr J. Graham Henderson, The World's Fair Judge
William Topaz McGonagall
you are good and a very clever man, And to gainsay it there's few people can. Rate it:

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An Ode to the Queen on Her Jubilee Year
William Topaz McGonagall
She has been a good Queen, which no one dare gainsay, And I hope God will protect her for many a Rate it:

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AThe Anniverse. AN ELEGY.
Henry King
and obey That will which nought avail me to gainsay. For whil'st in sorrowes Maze I wander on, IRate it:

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Bonnie Dundee in 1878
William Topaz McGonagall
virtually speaking, there's none can them gainsay; There's no other town I know of with you can comRate it:

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Carthusians
Ernest Christopher Dowson
their part. O beatific life! Who is there shall gainsay, Your great refusal's victory, your littleRate it:

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Descriptive Jottings of London
William Topaz McGonagall
Mr Spurgeon, a great preacher, which no one dare gainsay I went to hear him preach on the Sabbath-dRate it:

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Don Juan: Canto The Ninth
George Gordon Lord Byron
much praise: Glory like yours should any dare gainsay, Humanity would rise, and thunder 'Nay!' I Rate it:

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Don Juan: Canto The Thirteenth
George Gordon Lord Byron
goodliest soil of body and of mind. I'll not gainsay them; it is not my cue; I'll leave them to Rate it:

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Edinburgh
William Topaz McGonagall
matchless I must confess, And which no one dare gainsay, But that you are the grandest city in ScotRate it:

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Fishermen—Not Of Galilee
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
free not the scales from mine eyes, I ne'er gainsay Thee, but only obey Thee; Obedience is betterRate it:

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If I Ever Marry, I'll Marry A Maid
Anonymous Americas
all her leaves. The widows be lovely, I never gainsay, But too well all their beauty they know to Rate it:

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Lex Talionis
Adam Lindsay Gordon
from slaughter. And few, I reckon, our rights gainsay In this world of rapine and wrong, Where thRate it:

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Lines in Praise of Mr. J. Graham Henderson, Hawick
William Topaz McGonagall
J. Graham Henderson, who is a good man, And to gainsay it there's few people can, I say so from my Rate it:

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O Carib Isle!
Harold Hart Crane
tongue. Tree names, flower names Deliberate, gainsay death’s brittle crypt. Meanwhile The wind thRate it:

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Orlando Furioso Canto 16
Ludovico Ariosto
worthy chain, Though his desire his lady should gainsay, And, every way averse, his suit disdain; TRate it:

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Richard Pigott, the Forger
William Topaz McGonagall
Pigott, the forger, was a very bad man, And to gainsay it there's nobody can, Because for fifty yeaRate it:

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Senecae Ex Cleanthe
Richard Lovelace
I follow and obey. Active I go, sighing, if you gainsay, And suffer bad what to the good was law. FRate it:

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Sonnet 40 - Oh, yes! they love through all this world of ours!
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
love through all this world of ours! I will not gainsay love, called love forsooth. I have heard loRate it:

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Sonnet 43: Fair Eyes, Sweet Lips
Sir Philip Sidney
stay. For when he will see who dare him gainsay, Then with those eyes he looks, lo by and by EaRate it:

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Sonnet XL
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
love through all this world of ours ! I will not gainsay love, called love forsooth. I have heard lRate it:

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Sonnet XL: Oh, Yes! They Love
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
love through all this world of ours! I will not gainsay love, called love forsooth, I have heard Rate it:

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Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 2. Interlude II.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
of color; that at least No one will question or gainsay. And yet on such a dismal day We need a merRate it:

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