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The Princess's Finger-Nail: A Tale Of Nonsense Land
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
and wail, For the princess had broken her finger-nail: The beautiful Princess Red-as-a-Rose, Bride-Rate it:

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A Rusty Nail
Robert William Service
I ran a nail into my hand, The wound was hard to heal; So bitter was the pain to stand I thought how it would feel, To have spikes thru...Rate it:

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Before A Crucifix
Algernon Charles Swinburne
cloths for winding-sheet They bind the people's nail-pierced hands, They hide the people's nail-pRate it:

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The Song Of Theodolinda
George Meredith
the earth a furnace-bed: There the Traitor Nail that spilt Blood of the anointed Head, Red of heat,Rate it:

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Susie Asado
Gertrude Stein
see it shine and a bobolink has pins. It shows a nail. What is a nail. A nail is unison. Sweet sweeRate it:

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God’s Acre
Conrad Potter Aiken
Held in one hand a hammer, in the other A nail. He drove the nail . . . This was enough? Or—alsoRate it:

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The Benefactors
Rudyard Kipling
poke the long, safe spear. So tooth and nail were obsolete As means against a foe, Till, bored by Rate it:

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Verses For Alfeo Faggi's Stations Of The Cross
Padraic Colum
Him Till flesh shows the blood, And afterwards nail Him On cross of wood.' O Lord Silence in us theRate it:

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As Toilsome I Wander'd
Walt Whitman
sign left, On a tablet scrawl'd and nail'd on the tree by the grave, Bold, cautious,Rate it:

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As toilsome I wander'd Virginia's woods
Walt Whitman
this sign left, On a tablet scrawl'd and nail'd on the tree by the grave, Bold, cautious, true, aRate it:

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Assumpta Maria
Francis Thompson
the Spouse-Heart prest! He the Anteros and Eros, Nail me to Thee, sweetest Cross! He is fast to me,Rate it:

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Dear,
Can I have this dance?
my eyes I gasp! I’m still fading You put your nail pierced hands in mine… As we dance we seem to bRate it:

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A Barefoot Boy
James Whitcomb Riley
track, -- His toe stubbed -- ay, his big toe-nail knocked back Like unto the clasp of an old pockRate it:

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A Caller
Ambrose Bierce
assassin's cell And hung his hat and coat upon a nail. 'I think that life in this secluded spot AgrRate it:

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A Fair Warning
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
might just once; but he won't no more. I'll nail his hide to the cow-shed door. A mile o' fencin' Rate it:

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A Litany
John Donne
other could Thine heritage invade ; O be Thou nail'd unto my heart, And crucified again ; Part nRate it:

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A Woman Young And Old
William Butler Yeats
I held my fingers up, Stared at the wine-dark nail, or dark that ran Down every withered finger froRate it:

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All The Little Hoofprints
Robinson Jeffers
was on the rack and the bridle on the right nail. What do you think of that now?' He passed His hanRate it:

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An Appeal to Women
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
- mayhap wrongly - that he fought her tooth and nail. And he sneered at her pretensions, but his snRate it:

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Baby Tortoise
David Herbert Lawrence
Ulysses, fore-runner, No bigger than my thumb-nail, Buon viaggio. All animate creation on your shoRate it:

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Battle Of Brunanburgh
Alfred Lord Tennyson
children of Edward. Then with their nail'd prows Parted the Norsemen, a BRate it:

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Bishop Orders His Tomb at Saint Praxed's Church, Rome, The
Robert Browning
this tomb of mine. I fought With tooth and nail to save my niche, ye know: --Old GandolRate it:

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Censor Literarum
Ambrose Bierce
editor to skin And hang his faulty pelt upon a nail (If over-eared, it has, at least, no tail) And,Rate it:

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Ch 01 Manner of Kings Story 21
Sa di
If thou hast not a tearing sharp nail It will be better not to contend with the wickeRate it:

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Ch 02 The Morals Of Dervishes Story 19
Sa di
to a black heart? An iron nail cannot be driven into a rock. Rate it:

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