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Blue and Buff
George Canning
Come, sportive Muse, with plume satiric, Describe each lawless, bold empiric, Who, with the Blue and Buffs' sad crew, Now stripp'd in buff, shall l...Rate it:

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Epistle To Earl Harcourt, On His Wishing Her To Spell Her Name With Of Catherine With A K.
Joanna Baillie
AND can his antiquarian eyes, My Anglo-Saxon C despise? And does Lord Harcourt, day by day, Regret th' extinct initial K? And still, with ardour un...Rate it:

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Everyday Characters I - The Vicar
Winthrop Mackworth Praed
Some years ago, ere time and taste Had turned our parish topsy-turvy, When Darnel Park was Darnel Waste, And roads as little known ...Rate it:

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Hortus
Andrew Marvell
Quisnam adeo, mortale genus, praecordia versat: Heu Palmae, Laurique furor, vel simplicis Herbae! Arbor ut indomitos ornet vix una labores; Tempora...Rate it:

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Pr |Aeceptor Amat
Henry Timrod
It is time (it was time long ago) I should sever This chain -- why I wear it I know not -- forever! Yet I cling to the bond, e'en while sick of the...Rate it:

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Prejudice
Jane Taylor
IN yonder red-brick mansion, tight and square, Just at the town's commencement, lives the mayor. Some yards of shining gravel, fenced with box, Lea...Rate it:

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Recreation
Jane Taylor
WE took our work, and went, you see, To take an early cup of tea. We did so now and then, to pay The friendly debt, and so did they, Not that our f...Rate it:

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Tale III
George Crabbe
THE GENTLEMAN FARMER. Gwyn was a farmer, whom the farmers all, Who dwelt around, 'the Gentleman' would call; Whether in pure humility or pride, Th...Rate it:

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The Reckoning
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
LEADER. LET no cares now hover o'er us Let the wine unsparing run! Wilt thou swell our merry chorus? Hast thou all thy duty done? SOLO. Two yo...Rate it:

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The Twenty Hoss-Power Shay
Ellis Parker Butler
You have heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay That was built in such a logical way It ran a hundred years to a day. And then, of a sudden, it up an...Rate it:

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The Vicar
Winthrop Mackworth Praed
SOME years ago, ere time and taste Had turn’d our parish topsy-turvy, When Darnel Park was Darnel Waste, And roads as little known as scurv...Rate it:

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To Love
Giles Fletcher The Elder
If, Cupid, Heaven is your home, you are the child of Venus, Nectar and Ambrosia are your food, then why do you spend days and nights with me? W...Rate it:

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