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Rural Elegance, An Ode to the Late Duchess of Somerset
William Shenstone
a whole horizon round? Athirst ye praise the limpid stream, 'tis true; But though the pebbled shoreRate it:

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Ch 01 Manner of Kings Story 40
Sa di
When a man with a burning thirst reaches a limpid spring, Think not that heRate it:

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A Summer Day
Lucy Maud Montgomery
valleys, lone and fair, Lyrics are piped from limpid air, And, far above, the pine trees free VoRate it:

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An Eclogue
Thomas Parnell
make young Dazys blow beneath the sun; While limpid waters to the bottom seen Lave the soft margin Rate it:

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As Consequent, Etc.
Walt Whitman
O little shells, so curious-convolute, so limpid-cold and voiceless, Will you not little shellRate it:

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The Bangle Sellers
Sarojini Naidu
are aglow wth the bloom that cleaves To the limpid glory of new born leaves Some are like fields oRate it:

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1897
Christopher John Brennan
aeonian life, larger than seas of light, more limpid than the dawn: there, when my foot hath touRate it:

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A Country Pathway
James Whitcomb Riley
and snags: Or, at the creek, leads o'er a limpid pool Upon a bridge the stream itself has made, WiRate it:

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A Death-Day Recalled
Thomas Hardy
deplore One whose haunts were whence he Drew his limpid store? Why did Bos not thunder Targan appreRate it:

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A Little Prayer
Robert William Service
of the rose; Cloud-dappled skies, the laugh of limpid springs, Drowned sunbeams and the perfume AprRate it:

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A Mountain Spring
Henry Kendall
close-leaved dell: A fitful spirit haunts yon limpid well, Whose likeness is the faithless face oRate it:

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A Musical Instrument
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
From the deep cool bed of the river: The limpid water turbidly ran, And the broken lilies a-dyiRate it:

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A Pastoral Ballad II: Hope
William Shenstone
than my cattle unfold; Not a brook that is limpid and clear, But it glitters with fishes of gold.Rate it:

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A Pastoral Entertainment
James Thomson
honour yield; Grant me, ye powers, by the limpid spring The harmless of the plain to sing, A wreRate it:

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A Whole New Chapter
Nikhil Parekh
dawn; you felt every pore of your fecklessly limpid skin; intransigently desirous of being mischievRate it:

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Adam: A Sacred Drama. Act 3.
William Cowper
olive, With cypress, orange and lofty pines. The limpid water in the sun's bright ray A perfect cryRate it:

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At Vaucluse
Alfred Austin
strange softness in the skies: The violet opens limpid eyes, The woodbine tendrils start; Like chilRate it:

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Bells in the Rain
Elinor Morton Wylie
Sleep falls, with limpid drops of rain, Upon the steep cliffs of the town. Sleep falls; men are at peace again While the small drops fall softly...Rate it:

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Blind
James Whitcomb Riley
I gravely told her so,-- And, at my words, her limpid tone Of laughter faltered to a moan, And fellRate it:

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Brennbaum
Ezra Pound
The sky-like limpid eyes, The circular infant's face, The stiffness from spats to collar Never relaxing into grace; The heavy memories of Horeb, S...Rate it:

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Canzonet
Mary Darby Robinson
SLOW the limpid currents twining, Brawl along the lonely dell, 'Till in one wild stream combining, Nought its rapid course can quell; So at first L...Rate it:

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Cattle In Summer
James Thomson
a sudden stream, and now Gently diffused into a limpid plain A various group the herds and flocks cRate it:

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Ch 05 On Love And Youth Story 16
Sa di
heart cannot be quenched By sipping limpid water even if I drink oceans of it. Rate it:

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Chapter-House, Furness Abbey
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
The silence that the poplars love, of your own limpid lake. "Ah, stay! live lonely on, aRate it:

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Daisy
William Carlos Williams
barely touching at the edges: blades of limpid seashell. Rate it:

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