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The Island: Canto III.
George Gordon Lord Byron
men escape from men, II. Beneath a rock whose jutting base protrudes Far over Ocean in its fiercesRate it:

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A myriad of thoughts
Odonko-ba
grass jutting head butting the dead lie in bastions abutting fortifications of the living whilst angels sing of blasphemy and the heavens cry bile ...Rate it:

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Hyperion. Book II
John Keats
a constant bulk, uncertain where. Crag jutting forth to crag, and rocks that seem'd Ever as if justRate it:

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A Narrow Girdle of Rough Stones and Crags
William Wordsworth
haze was seen Before us, on a point of jutting land, The tall and upright figure of a Man AttireRate it:

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At Cape Schanck
James Lister Cuthbertson
Throbbed to the giant fray, And the gullies and jutting headlands Were bathed in a misty sprayRate it:

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At The Ferry
Archibald Lampman
murmur of a railway steals Round yonder jutting point the air Is beaten with the puff of wheels; AnRate it:

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Book Fourth [Summer Vacation]
William Wordsworth
of the flood Had staid his oars, and touched the jutting pier, I did not step into the well-known bRate it:

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Calidore: A Fragment
John Keats
before him so completely. And now he turns a jutting point of land, Whence may be seen the castlRate it:

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Death Of Kwasind, The
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
together, Where the red rocks from the margin Jutting overhang the river. There they lay in wait foRate it:

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Death of the Stag
James Thomson
the growling pack, Blood-happy, hang at his fair jutting chest, And mark his beauteous chequer'd siRate it:

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Inscription For A Fountain On A Heath
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
o'er-canopy The small round basin, which this jutting stone Keeps pure from falling leaves ! Long mRate it:

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J--K. Huysmans
Amy Lowell
slipping, often rudely hurled Against the jutting angle of a wall, And cursed, and reeled againstRate it:

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Morning in the Bush
Henry Kendall
that verdure trace. Where time-worn cliffs were jutting out, With rough and ragged edges, The snowRate it:

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Nationality In Drinks
Robert Browning
bolder: And so, with his sword-hilt gallantly jutting, And dexter-hand on his haunch abutting, WentRate it:

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ODE TO A FALLEN SOLDIER
W. T. JACKSON
RIGIDLY AGAINST PAIN. THE SMALL SHELL FRAGMENT JUTTING... FROM WITHIN HIS BRAIN. GONE.Rate it:

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Orlie Wilde
James Whitcomb Riley
shelf So lightly that she, tripping, neared A jutting crag and disappeared; But she left the echo oRate it:

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Poor Marguerite
Mary Darby Robinson
climbs the steep of shaggy thorn-- Now on the jutting cliff she stands, And clasps her cold,--but sRate it:

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St. Michael's Mount
William Lisle Bowles
sheep the scanty pasture glean, Or, on the jutting fragments that impend, Stray fearlessly, and gaRate it:

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The Alien Boy
Mary Darby Robinson
Main An ALIEN dwelt. A solitary Hut Built on a jutting crag, o'erhung with weeds, Mark'd the poor ERate it:

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The Brothers
William Wordsworth
some, as wise, Perched on the forehead of a jutting crag, Pencil in hand and book upon the knee, Rate it:

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The Death Of Kwasind
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
together, Where the red rocks from the margin Jutting overhang the river. There they lay in wait foRate it:

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The Glen of Arrawatta
Henry Kendall
yards were kept, With many a lodge and paddock jutting forth Across the heart of unnamed prairie-laRate it:

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The Haunted Beach
Mary Darby Robinson
shore, By the green billows made. Above, a jutting cliff was seen Where Sea Birds hover'd, cravingRate it:

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The Hermit of Mont-Blanc
Mary Darby Robinson
below. Oft would he sit In silent sadness on the jutting block Of snow-encrusted ice, and, shudd'riRate it:

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The Precinct. Rochester
Amy Lowell
Roman wall, Rough with jagged bits of flint, And jutting stones, Old and cragged, Quite still in itRate it:

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