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England and Her Colonies
William Watson
SHE stands, a thousand-wintered tree, By countless morns impearled; Her broad roots coil beneath the sea, Her branches sweep the world; H...Rate it:

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The middle region of the sky
Kabir
The middle region of the sky, wherein the spirit dwelleth, is radiant with the music of light; There, where the pure and white music blossoms, ...Rate it:

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When Early March Seems Middle May
James Whitcomb Riley
When country roads begin to thaw In mottled spots of damp and dust, And fences by the margin draw Along the frosty crust Their graphic silhouettes,...Rate it:

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Middle Age
Amy Lowell
Like black ice Scrolled over with unintelligible patterns by an ignorant skater Is the dulled surface of my heart. Rate it:

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Middle Harbour
John Le Gay Brereton
Lonely wonder, delight past hoping! Sky-line broken by stirring trees, Grey rocks hither and shoreward sloping, Silent bracken about my knees. Dus...Rate it:

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Middle-Age Enthusiasms
Thomas Hardy
To M. H. WE passed where flag and flower Signalled a jocund throng; We said: "Go to, the hour Is apt!"--and joined...Rate it:

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Middle-Aged
Ezra Pound
‘Tis but a vague, invarious delight As gold that rains about some buried king. As the fine flakes, When tourists frolicking Stamp on his roof or i...Rate it:

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Middle-Ages
Siegfried Sassoon
I heard a clash, and a cry, And a horseman fleeing the wood. The moon hid in a cloud. Deep in shadow I stood. ‘Ugly work!’ thought I, Holding m...Rate it:

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Middle-Ages
Siegfried Sassoon
I heard a clash, and a cry, And a horseman fleeing the wood. The moon hid in a cloud. Deep in shadow I stood. ‘Ugly work!’ thought I, Holding m...Rate it:

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You Alone Are The Beginning
Narsinh Mehta
You alone are the beginning, the middle, and the end! You alone, you alone, Sri Hari! You are the indivisiblebr ahman, Who even the likes of Brah...Rate it:

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The Melbourne International Exhibition
Mary Hannay Foott
Argument. I. - The House being ready, Victoria prepares to receive the nations whom she has invited. They approach the various countries of Europe...Rate it:

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The Fiddle And The Crowd
Roderic Quinn
WHEN the day was at its middle, Tired of limb and slow of pace, Came a fiddler with his fiddle To a crowded market place; Lying, cheating, boasting...Rate it:

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Eleonora : A Panegyrical
John Dryden
Dedicated to the Memory of the Late Countess of Abingdon. As when some great and gracious monarch dies, Soft whispers first and mournful rise Amon...Rate it:

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Lord Lundy
Hilaire Belloc
Who was too Freely Moved to Tears, and thereby ruined his Political Career Lord Lundy from his earliest years Was far too freely moved to Tears. ...Rate it:

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Lord Lundy II - Second Canto
Hilaire Belloc
It happened to Lord Lundy then, As happens to so many men: Towards the age of twenty-six, They shoved him into politics; In which profession he...Rate it:

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Beer
Charles Stuart Calverley
1 In those old days which poets say were golden -- 2 (Perhaps they laid the gilding on themselves: 3 And, if they did, I'm all the ...Rate it:

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The Boy Patriot
James Whitcomb Riley
I want to be a Soldier!-- A Soldier!-- A Soldier!-- I want to be a Soldier, with a sabre in my hand Or a little carbine rifle, or a musket on my sh...Rate it:

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The Two Sisters
Anonymous Americas
There was twa sisters in a bowr, Edinburgh, Edinburgh There was twa sisters in a bowr, Stirling for ay There was twa sisters in...Rate it:

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Music's Empire
Andrew Marvell
First was the world as one great cymbal made, Where jarring winds to infant Nature played. All music was a solitary sound, To hollow rocks and m...Rate it:

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Crowds
Charles Baudelaire
It is not given to every man to take a bath of multitude; enjoying a crowd is an art; and only he can relish a debauch of vitality at the expense o...Rate it:

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A Dead Kings Greed
Zane Simon
King George, my late king of Britain, Oh how the colonies forever have you smitten, Controlling laws of lands you thought you had mastered, Hah! in...Rate it:

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A Dilettante
Augusta Davies Webster
Good friend, be patient: goes the world awry? well, can you groove it straight with all your pains? and, sigh or scold, and, argue or intreat, w...Rate it:

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A Vision Out West
Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake
Far reaching down's a solid sea sunk everlastingly to rest, And yet whose billows seem to be for ever heaving toward the west The tiny fieldmice ...Rate it:

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Andante Con Moto
William Ernest Henley
Forth from the dust and din, The crush, the heat, the many-spotted glare, The odour and sense of life and lust aflare, The wrangle and jangle of un...Rate it:

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Coronation Poem And Prayer
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The world has crowned a thousand kings: But destiny has kept Her weightiest hour of kingly power To offer England's son. The rising bell of Progres...Rate it:

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