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The Cremation Of Sam McGee
Robert William Service
done in the midnight sun By the men who moil for gold; The Arctic trails have their secret taleRate it:

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The Barefoot Boy
John Greenleaf Whittier
the mills of toil, Up and down in ceaseless moil: Happy if their track be found Never on forbidden Rate it:

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Weary In Well-Doing
Christina Georgina Rossetti
where Thou sendest me; Day after day I plod and moil: But, Christ my God, when will it be That I maRate it:

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A Commonplace Song
George Essex Evans
Morrow! Cheer the weary face Where brave women moil and sorrow In the commonplace! Rate it:

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A Singer
William Allingham
well that durst not glide Into the day with moil or murmuring; Whereto, as if to some unlawful thRate it:

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Alton Locke's Song
Charles Kingsley
knave, and tyrant! Why for sluggards cark and moil? He that will not live by toil Has no right on ERate it:

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An Argument
Vachel Lindsay
he is born, Flame-like to hover o'er the moil and grime, Striving, aspiring till the shame is gone,Rate it:

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At a Lunar Eclipse
Thomas Hardy
placid as a brow divine, With continents of moil and misery? And can immense Mortality but throwRate it:

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At San Giovanni Del Lago
Alfred Austin
are a child no more. ``Yours then will be the moil, the heat, Yours be the strain and stress. PrayRate it:

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At The Gate Of The Convent
Alfred Austin
from calm cloisters backward wend, Where moil is much and peace is none, And journeying hath nor boRate it:

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By a Norfolk Broad
Ada Cambridge
from the haunts of striving men, the toil and moil, the dust and din, At home, at peace, in this loRate it:

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Charm, The
Rupert Brooke
to know you sleep! Out of the whirling blinding moil, alone, Out of the slow grim fight, One thoughRate it:

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Cotter's Saturday Night, The
Robert Burns
frae his labour goes,-- This night his weekly moil is at an end,-- Collects his spades, his mattockRate it:

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From Shadow
Duncan Campbell Scott
nor for pay, And when labor is over, rest. The moil of our fretted life Is borne anew to the soul,Rate it:

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Honours - Part1
Jean Ingelow
to me. 'Still must I plod, and still in cities moil; From precious leisure, learned leisure far, DRate it:

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In Summer
Paul Laurence Dunbar
merriest. O ye who toil in the town, And ye who moil in the mart, Hear the artless song, and your Rate it:

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Infirmities
Robert William Service
used to, comfort round me clings, And from the moil of market brings Me rich release; So wRate it:

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Keepsake Mill
Robert Louis Stevenson
eyes of the miller, Deaf are his ears with the moil of the mill. Years may go by, and the wheel Rate it:

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Malcolm's Katie: A Love Story - Part II.
Isabella Valancy Crawford
and for a man To stand amid the cloudy roll and moil, The phantom waters breaking overhead, Shades Rate it:

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Northern Farmer: New Style
Alfred Lord Tennyson
leastways 'is munny was 'id. But 'e tued an' moil'd issén dead, an' 'e died a good un, 'e did. Rate it:

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The Castle Of Indolence
James Thomson
hard estate; That like an emmet thou must ever moil, Is a sad sentence of an ancient date: And, Rate it:

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The Charm
Rupert Brooke
to know you sleep! Out of the whirling blinding moil, alone, Out of the slow grim fight, One thoughRate it:

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The Cotter's Saturday Night
Robert Burns
frae his labour goes,-- This night his weekly moil is at an end,-- Collects his spades, his mattockRate it:

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The Daft Days
Hew Ainslie
we toil it, Kate, Thro' Simmer, an' Winter, we moil it, Kate; Sae ye ken, whan the wheel Is beginnRate it:

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The Rhymer’s Reply. Incense And Splendor
Vachel Lindsay
he is born, Flame-like to hover o’er the moil and grime, Striving, aspiring till the shame is gone,Rate it:

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