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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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Heart To heart
Nikhil Parekh
magical and jubilantly romancing; adventure, Nail to Nail; and there perpetually evolves; a playgRate 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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The Signature Of Immortal Love
Nikhil Parekh
and preposterously elongated. The shadow of the nail was inevitably and of course once again anothRate 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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Hymn XXIII: Extended on a Cursed Tree
Charles Wesley
have caused thee, Lord, to bleed, Pointed the nail, and fixed the thorn. The burden, for me to suRate it:

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Saša Milivojev - EYES
Saša Milivojev
make a coronet of straws For the eyes that nail the words Like stakes To the heart’s silk membrane Rate 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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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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Complete Control
Nikhil Parekh
gum and cherry, I didn't want to capture her nails; which were painted with the most gaudily convRate it:

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10 Foot "X" 5 Foot Corpse.
Nikhil Parekh
10 foot X 5 foot corpse. You might barbarously nail your very own idiosyncratically traumatic eccRate 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 Full Day Of Sunshine
Nikhil Parekh
full day of Sunshine offers respite from nail biting cold, a reprieve from abhorrent sins of the pRate 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 Single Devil
Nikhil Parekh
of lustrous and shining hair, A single nail overgrown and dirty; imperils the look of the entire Rate 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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