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Who Is This Mortal
Ernest Christopher Dowson
Who is this mortal Who ventures to-night To woo an immortal, Cold, cold the moon's light For sleep at this portal, Bold lover of night. Fair ...Rate it:

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Mortal To immortal
Nikhil Parekh
had already commenced to metamorphose every mortal into immortal with the power of; omnipresent friRate it:

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My Mortal Friend's Birthday.
Nikhil Parekh
by formal introduction; but considered me his mortal friend at each beat of innermost soul and hearRate it:

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Sonnet 46: Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war
William Shakespeare
Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war How to divide the conquest of thy sight; Mine eye my heart thy picture's sight would bar, My heart mine eye ...Rate it:

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To What Serves Mortal Beauty?
Gerard Manley Hopkins
To what serves mortal beauty ' —dangerous; does set danc- ing blood—the O-seal-that-so ' feature, flung prouder form Than Purcell tune lets tread...Rate it:

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You Were The Mortal Greatest Dear Biological Mother
Nikhil Parekh
society, As I would still 'consider you the mortal greatest ' dear biological mother; for bearinRate it:

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The Mortal Lease
Edith Wharton
sleepless hopes and memorable pains, And all mortality’s immortal gains? II Because our kiss is aRate it:

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Mortal Enemy
Dorothy Parker
Let another cross his way- She's the one will do the weeping! Little need I fear he'll stray Since I have his heart in keeping- Let another ha...Rate it:

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Mortal Poems
Lesbia Harford
Flower-like content to be Sharers in man's Mortality. Rate it:

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Robert Herrick
Things are uncertain; and the more we get, The more on icy pavements we are set. Rate it:

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Supremely Immortal
Nikhil Parekh
The scarlet rose was mortal; but its alluring essence that lingered for centuries unprecedented in the dreary atmosphere; was supremely immortal, ...Rate it:

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A Dialogue
Percy Bysshe Shelley
victim of grief, wilt thou slumber with me? MORTAL: Mine eyelids are heavy; my soul seeks repose, Rate it:

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Ghasta Or, The Avenging Demon!!!
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Clouds of darkness blot the moon, Prepare! for mortal thou must die, Prepare to yield thy soul up Rate it:

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Homer's Hymn To Venus
Percy Bysshe Shelley
escape, so well she weaves Her unseen toils; nor mortal men, nor gods Who live secure in their unseRate it:

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L'Horloge (The Clock)
Charles Baudelaire
can speak all languages.) Minutes, blithesome mortal, are bits of ore That you must not release witRate it:

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The Cap And Bells; Or, The Jealousies: A Faery Tale -- Unfinished
John Keats
Emperor Elfinan; fam'd ev'rywhere For love of mortal women, maidens fair, Whose lips were solid, whRate it:

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The Fortune-Favored
Friedrich Schiller
rules Jove, as it below rules love! The immortals have their bias!--Kindly they See the bright lockRate it:

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A Special Loving Lord
Keith Rideout
was born in a manger He came to life to save our mortal souls A gift from heaven that God almighty Rate it:

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John Henry Newman
aye in air, That lifts us high above all mortal care. No mortal measure swells that mystic sound,Rate it:

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James Lionel Michael
mine own Personality! For what am I? -- this mortal flesh, These shrinking nerves, this feeblRate it:

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A Hymn Of Heavenly Beauty
Edmund Spenser
truth, that I may show Some little beams to mortal eyes below Of that immortal beauty, there with tRate it:

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An Hymn Of Heavenly Beauty
Edmund Spenser
truth, that I may show Some little beams to mortal eyes below Of that immortal beauty, there wiRate it:

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Daughters Of War
Isaac Rosenberg
of the days fo flesh, Barring their love with mortal boughs across- The mortal boughs, the mortal tRate it:

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Don Juan: Canto The Fourth
George Gordon Lord Byron
romantic to burlesque. And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'T is that I may not weep; and if I weRate it:

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Every Day- A New Gift From The Omniscient Creator
Nikhil Parekh
in a chosen field of expertise; which lay the mortal pedestal on a red carpet and with the crowds Rate it:

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