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Mar
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
or two. Doreen she sez, 'You'll have to meet my Mar, Some day,' she sez. An' so I seen it thro'. Rate it:

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Mar. Lib. Iv. Ep. 33.
Richard Lovelace
MAR. LIB. IV. EP. 33. Et latet et lucet, Phaetontide condita gutta Ut videatur apis nectare clausa suo. Sic modo, quae fuerat vita contempta man...Rate it:

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Saint Mar Magdelene; or, The Weeper
Richard Crashaw
Hail, sister springs, Parents of silver-footed rills! Ever bubbling things, Thawing crystal, snowy hills! Still spending, never spent; I mean ...Rate it:

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To Jośe Marίa Palacio
Antonio Machado
April rain. There’ll be bees, drunk on rosemary and thyme. Are the plum trees in flower? Violets stRate it:

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The Battle of Sheriffmuir
William Topaz McGonagall
have cause to remember; On that day the Earl of Mar left Perth bound for Sheriffmuir, At the same tRate it:

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Fr. Conceicao Rodrigues Institute technology
Abhishek Chaudhary
Saari Umrr Hum Mar Mar Ke Ji Liye Ik Pal Toh Abb Hamein Jine Do, Jine Do (Saari Umrr Hum Mar Mar Ke Ji Liye Ik Pal Toh Abb Hamein Jine Do, Jine Do)...Rate it:

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O Soldado Espanhol
Antônio Gonçalves Dias
Que a mente exultava, mais longe escutando O mar a quebrar-se na praia arenosa. O céu era azul,Rate it:

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Half a Man
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
nerves; so now I'll let 'im be.' Doreen an' ole Mar Flood 'as got a scheme. They've been conspiRate it:

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Hitched
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
wivout this fuss, An' orl the starin' crowd that Mar 'ad bid To see this solim hitchin' up of us. Rate it:

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The Sentimental Bloke
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
this fuss, An' orl the starin' crowd that Mar 'ad bid To see this solim hitchin' up of us. 'FeRate it:

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Digger Smith
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
once 'e's got yer strength, an' as for Mar, She'll kiss yeh when she finds out 'oo yeh are.' So weRate it:

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The Brus Book III
John Barbour
foly it war Tyll us for till assembill mar, For thai fele off our hors has slayn, And giff yhe fRate it:

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The Brus Book IX
John Barbour
all the folk off thar leding, 20 'And yarnys mar na ony thing Vengeance off you, schyr king, to tRate it:

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Break o’ Day
Henry Lawson
I’ll ride. I was doomed to ruin or doomed to mar The home wherever I stay, But I’ll think of you aRate it:

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Cantares
Antonio Machado
pasar haciendo caminos, caminos sobre el mar. Nunca persequí la gloria, ni dejar en la memoriaRate it:

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Inventario Galante
Antonio Machado
de verano, negras noches sin luna, orilla al mar salado, y el chispear de estrellas del cielo nRate it:

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Preciosa Y El Aire
Federico García Lorca
estrellas, huyendo del sonsonete, cae donde el mar bate y canta su noche llena de peces. En los picRate it:

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Romance Sonámbulo
Federico García Lorca
viento. Verdes ramas. El barco sobre la mar y el caballo en la montaña. Con la sombra en la cinturRate it:

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The Angel In The House. Book I. Canto V.
Coventry Patmore
Love in Tears If fate Love's dear ambition mar, And load his breast with hopeless pain, And seem tRate it:

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The Brus Book 18
John Barbour
[Edward Bruce marches toward Dundalk; he debates whether to fight] Bot he that rest anoyit ay And wald in travaill be alway, A day forouth thar...Rate it:

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The Brus Book II
John Barbour
That he had gottyn that respyt. He callit his marschall till him tyt 5 And bad him luk on all maRate it:

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The Brus Book VI
John Barbour
him ner and ner. He stud still for till herkyn mar And ay the langer he wes thar He herd it ner Rate it:

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The Brus Book VII
John Barbour
to rest him thar And said he mycht no forthirmar. His man said, 'Schyr, it may nocht be. 10 AbydRate it:

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The Brus Book XII
John Barbour
wald herbry thaim that nycht 10 Or than but mar ga to the fycht. The vaward that wist na thing ORate it:

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The Brus Book XV
John Barbour
Our men ar quhoyne, bot thai haf will To do mar than thai may fulfill, Tharfor I rede our cariagRate it:

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