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In Memoriam A. H. H.: Preface
Alfred Lord Tennyson
are these orbs of light and shade; Thou madest Life in man and brute; Thou madest Death; and lo, thRate it:

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In Memoriam A. H. H.: The Prelude
Alfred Lord Tennyson
are these orbs of light and shade; Thou madest Life in man and brute; Thou madest DRate it:

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OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII (Entire)
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Thine are these orbs of light and shade; Thou madest Life in man and brute; Thou madest Death; aRate it:

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A Litany
John Donne
It, and us for it, and all else for us, Thou madest, and govern'st ever, come And re-create me, Rate it:

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A Litany
Algernon Charles Swinburne
that love us Thou God didst sunder us; Thou madest darkness above us, And thick darkness under us; Rate it:

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A Question
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
thence, As hour by hour the day-star, madest aspire My nature, interpenetrate with fire It felt Rate it:

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Aholibah
Algernon Charles Swinburne
sweet smell of thy breast and mouth Thou madest as the harlot’s wise, And there was painting on thiRate it:

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An Hymne In Honour Of Love
Edmund Spenser
thy victorious conquests to areed, By which thou madest many harts to bleed Of mighty victors, withRate it:

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Ascription
Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts
worship and the service be Of him Thou madest most like Thee,-- Who in his nostrils hath Thy breathRate it:

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Benedetta Minelli
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
dry: Thou slew'st me not for that impiety, But madest the draught so sweet, I thirst no more. IRate it:

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Christmas Antiphones
Algernon Charles Swinburne
thy feet. Bid our peace increase, Thou that madest morn; Bid oppressions cease; Bid the night beRate it:

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Delia XXXIII: When men shall find thy flower, thy glory, pa
Samuel Daniel
Fresh shalt thou see in me the wounds thou madest, Though spent thy flame, in me the heat remaRate it:

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Distraction
Katharine Tynan
Thou not angry, but forgiving To her Thou madest from the dust. Say to Thyself: This mortal being,Rate it:

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Elegy XIII: His Parting From Her
John Donne
Into our bloods, inflaming our desires, And madest us sigh, and blow, and pant, and burn, And thRate it:

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Endymion: Book III
John Keats
Orpheus through the gleams of death; Thou madest Pluto bear thin element; And now, O winged ChieftaRate it:

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Faith
Ada Cambridge
me in His shaping hands. But, O my God, that madest me to feel, Forgive the anguish of the turninRate it:

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Hymn To God's Power
James Thomson
intercepts the day. The rolling planets thou madest move, By thy effective will; And the revolvingRate it:

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Last Visit To The Louvre The Cry Of The P.R.B., After A Careful Examination Of The Canvases Of Ruben
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
his youth.” Because, dear God! the flesh Thou madest smooth These carked and fretted, that it seeRate it:

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Psalm CIV. Paraphrased
James Thomson
birth. The swelling flood thou o'er the earth madest creep, And coveredst it with the vast hoary Rate it:

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Samson
Frederick George Scott
Hearest Thou the clanking chains? Thou who madest me so fair, Strong and buoyant as the air, TallRate it:

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Sonnet XLI: When Men Shall Find
Samuel Daniel
Fresh shalt thou see in me the wounds thou madest; Though spent thy flame, in me the heat remainiRate it:

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The Tyrant
Lesbia Harford
I wore in my hair. But thou camest, love, Who madest me unfree. I will dig myself a grave And Rate it:

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Thou Blind Man's Mark
Sir Philip Sidney
in vain thou hast my ruin sought, In vain thou madest me to vain things aspire, In vain thou kindRate it:

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Tithonus
Alfred Lord Tennyson
in his beauty and thy choice, Who madest him thy chosen, that he seem'd To his Rate it:

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Unstable Dream
David McKee Wright
broughtest not her into this tossing mew But madest my sprite live, my care to renew, My body in teRate it:

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