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We've found 107 poems for muddy:


Muddy Waters
Kurt Philip Behm
The words were muddy the feelings clear The blues on fire —the ending near (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)Rate it:

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The Bridge Across the Crick
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
he sought their votes at Wombat, where the Muddy River flows. Peter Dawking, scorning party, As anRate it:

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Rouge Bouquet
Joyce Kilmer
screamed and fell. Let your rifles rest on the muddy floor, You will not need them any more. DanRate it:

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Robinson Crusoe's Story
Charles Edward Carryl
tone. If the roads are wet and muddy We remain at home and study,— For the Goat Rate it:

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The Wave. (From The German Of Tiedge)
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
immensity, To wash from me the slime Of the muddy banks of Time.' Rate it:

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On The River
Paul Laurence Dunbar
flash; While now and then, In marsh and fen Too muddy for the feet of men, Where neither bird Nor Rate it:

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A Different Meaning
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
may meddle with mud He in not, of necessity, muddy. Though he turns like a weathercock ten ways at Rate it:

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A Discontented Sugar Broker
William Schwenck Gilbert
in plenty. In every weather, every day, Dry, muddy, wet, or gritty, He took to dancing all the wayRate it:

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A Vision of a Wrangler, of a University, of Pedantry, and of Philosophy
James Clerk Maxwell
cheek and forehead ruddy, Memory confused and muddy, These are the effects of study Of a subjectRate it:

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An Alphabet of Famous Goops
Gelett Burgess
Still, he was Human, like Us All. His Muddy Footprints Tracked the Hall. 31 Just fancy KADESH Rate it:

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At The Last
Edith Nesbit
your dear desired feet Pass me in this grey muddy street. Your face, it may be, has its shrine In tRate it:

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At The West India Docks
Francis William Lauderdale Adams
the river's exhalations, sweating forth their muddy blood, Breathed full on my face and poisoned meRate it:

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Borderland
Henry Lawson
and miles of thirsty gutters -- strings of muddy waterholes In the place of "shining rivers" (wallRate it:

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Bourke
Henry Lawson
and brothers who could testify; And by the muddy waterholes, they tackled sin till all was blue— ThRate it:

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Carry On
Robert William Service
and staring and hitting out blind; You're muddy and bloody, but never you mind. Carry on! Carry on!Rate it:

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Causerie (Conversation)
Charles Baudelaire
And ebbing, leaves upon my lips the acid And muddy-bitter memory of its salt. Your band may stroRate it:

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Disillusioned - By an Ex-Enthusiast
William Schwenck Gilbert
dress; Amusing chums, who fooled his bent, With muddy, maudlin sentiment, And tipsy foolishness! TRate it:

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Droop'st thou and fail'st? but these have never tired
Christopher John Brennan
feet into that reptile-swamp where rancour's muddy stream, festering, throes. Cunning is her condRate it:

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Duino Elegies: The Fourth Elegy
Rainer Maria Rilke
you - for my sake - slipped of mine, that first muddy infusion of my necessity. You kept on tastingRate it:

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Elegy IV
Rainer Maria Rilke
you - for my sake - slipped of mine, that first muddy infusion of my necessity. You kept on tastingRate it:

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England in 1819
Percy Bysshe Shelley
who flow Through public scorn,--mud from a muddy spring,-- Rulers who neither see, nor feel, nor Rate it:

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Escape
Elinor Morton Wylie
Making blind moons of all your eyes, And muddy roads of all your hands. And you may grope for meRate it:

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Fragments Pts 1, 11, 111
Victor James Daley
dead from drooping trees; And men, who drank the muddy lees From each near-dry though deep-dug wellRate it:

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Grace
John Crowe Ransom
it really true John dipped his crowd Down in the muddy Jordan's lees? And couldn't the Baptists bRate it:

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In Grandmamma's Kitchen
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
all day. The water declared that the coffee was muddy, But an egg settled that little fuss. Then tRate it:

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