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In An Illuminated Missal
Charles Kingsley
I would have loved: there are no mates in heaven; I would be great: there is no pride in heaven; I would have sung, as doth the nightingale The sum...Rate it:

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The Missal Makers
Robert William Service
grace What pleased me most of all Were ancient missals proud in place Rate it:

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The Last Giustianini
Edith Wharton
day. I sat, remember well, Half-crook'd above a missal, and laid in The gold-leaf slowly; silenceRate it:

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The Norman Baron
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
a prayer and pater-noster, From the missal on his knee; And, amid the tempest pealing, Sounds of bRate it:

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The Young Friar
Alfred Noyes
daughter passed him by, Reading a painted missal-book, Beside the chapel door. With brown cassock Rate it:

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A Ballad of Hell
John Davidson
took her jewelled ivory fan, And at her glowing missal knelt. Then rose, 'And am I mad?' she said:Rate it:

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A Rhapsody Of A Southern Winter Night
Henry Timrod
choose to seal the urn Wherein is shrined Love's missal and his creed. Meantime I give my fancy allRate it:

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Evangeline: Part The First. I.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
she passed, with her chaplet of beads and her missal, Wearing her Norman cap, and her kirtle of bluRate it:

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Furness Abbey - In the Vale of Nightshade, Lancashire
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
cell, With the death's-head at my side, and the missal on my knee, Praying to that heaven which wasRate it:

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Grey Evening
David Herbert Lawrence
you went, how was it you carried with you My missal book of fine, flamboyant hours? My book of tuRate it:

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On The Way To Church
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
a soul that knows, And her hands tighten on her missal book. Men have done evil yet have won to HeRate it:

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Otho The Great - Act IV
John Keats
these jewels from my loathing sight, Fetch me a missal, and a string of beads, A cup of bitter'd waRate it:

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Sonnet. The Day Is Gone
John Keats
thick, for hid delight; But, as I've read love's missal through today, He'll let me sleep, seeing IRate it:

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Teint Neutre
Edith Nesbit
all, the rain. Does memory lie? For Hope her missal closes So far away the may and roses seem; Rate it:

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The Day Is Gone, And All Its Sweets Are Gone
John Keats
thick, for hid delight; But, as I've read love's missal through today, He'll let me sleep, seeing IRate it:

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Thomas À Kempis
Lizette Woodworth Reese
the mad swallows whir, All afternoon poring thy missal fair, Serene thou pacest there. Mixed with Rate it:

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