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The Leaning Tower
Robert William Service
Having an aged hate of height I forced myself to climb the Tower, Yet paused at every second flight Because my heart is scant of power; Then when I...Rate it:

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Brutally Broken heart
Nikhil Parekh
There were some who spent their entire lives; leaning solely on the diminutively flickering flame of the obfuscated candle; which intermittently sp...Rate it:

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Don Juan Aux Enfers (Don Juan In Hell)
Charles Baudelaire
cutting the black flood; But the hero unmoved, leaning on his rapier, Kept gazing at the wake andRate it:

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Drunk
David Herbert Lawrence
Some other will thresh you out! And I see leaning from the shades A lilac like a lady there, wRate it:

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Lady Constance
Sydney Thompson Dobell
the toil of glorious day is done. I see thee leaning on thy jewelled sword, And a light-hearted chiRate it:

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May
John Clare
jealous eyes the clock Oft leaping grave stones leaning hights Uncheckt wi mellancholy sights The gRate it:

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Seaward to____
Celia Thaxter
long it seems since that mild April night, When, leaning from the window, you and I Heard, clearly Rate it:

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The Little Cripple's Complaint
Ann Taylor
a merry laugh; But the sight I scarce can bear, Leaning in my easy-chair. Let not then the scoffRate it:

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The Shepherds Calendar - May
John Clare
jealous eyes the clock Oft leaping grave stones leaning hights Uncheckt wi mellancholy sights The gRate it:

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The Zenana - 12 Ending
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
wretched in her granted vow, Sees Moohreeb leaning by the prow, And knows that soon the winding rivRate it:

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Winter Westerlies
James Martin Devaney
Leaning against the wind across the paddock ways comes Dan home with forward stoop like a man bent and old, clashes the door in haste as one pursue...Rate it:

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A Boston Ballad, 1854
Walt Whitman
made of mist! Arms in slings! old men leaning on young men's shoulders! What troubles you, YRate it:

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Lake Leman
Harold Monro
beside thee at the silent noon, With leaning head attentive to thy word, A secret and delicious mRate it:

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Oenone
Alfred Lord Tennyson
her hair or seem'd to float in rest. She, leaning on a fragment twined with vine, Sang to theRate it:

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Roan Stallion
Robinson Jeffers
nearer, up the steep road. The buckskin mare, leaning against the breastpiece, plodded into sight rRate it:

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Snow-Bound: A Winter Idyl
John Greenleaf Whittier
In its slant spendor, seemed to tell Of Pisa's leaning miracle. A prompt, decisive man, no breRate it:

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SOME NOTHINGSOME
Hubbs
you see also with too can be for When it's leaning on it's against So who is truly watching your baRate it:

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The Exiles. 1660
John Greenleaf Whittier
me shelter here?' The stranger meekly said; And, leaning on his oaken staff, The goodman's featuresRate it:

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The Rock and The Bubble
Louisa May Alcott
Sitting in their nests To the little ones Leaning on their breasts,-- "Be not like Bubble, HeRate it:

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Ars Poetica
Archibald MacLeish
empty doorway and a maple leaf For love The leaning grasses and two lights above the sea - A poemRate it:

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A Mystery
John Greenleaf Whittier
The river hemmed with leaning trees Wound through its meadows green; A low, blue line of mountains showed The open pines between. One sharp, tall ...Rate it:

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A Proadway Pageant
Walt Whitman
the swart-cheek'd two-sworded envoys, Leaning back in their open barouches, bare-headed, impassiRate it:

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Mismet
Thomas Hardy
He was leaning by a face, He was looking into eyes, And he knew a trysting-place, And he heard seductive sighs; But the face, And the eyes, A...Rate it:

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A Lover's Call XXVII
Khalil Gibran
we walked, with hands Joined, and our heads leaning against each other, as if We were hiding oursRate it:

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Lost
Andrew Barton Paterson
For the Reckless mare had smashed him against a leaning limb, And his comely face was battered, aRate it:

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