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Sonnet XIX: Restore Thy Tresses
Samuel Daniel
Restore thy tresses to the golden ore, Yield Citherea's son those arcs of love, Bequeath the heav'ns the stars that I adore, And to th'Orient do...Rate it:

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A Receipt To Restore Stella’s Youth. 1724-5
Jonathan Swift
The Scottish hinds, too poor to house In frosty nights their starving cows, While not a blade of grass or hay Appears from Michaelmas to May, Must ...Rate it:

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Clasping of Hands
George Herbert
ought or can be mine. Yet to be Thine doth me restore, So that again I now am mine, ARate it:

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Psalm 80
Isaac Watts
and guide us through; Turn us to thee, thy love restore, We shall be saved and sigh no more. GreatRate it:

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A Letter Sent To Mrs. Barber
Mary Barber
no more; No mimic Thought its Presence can restore. Say then, my Soul, how must I now survey So maRate it:

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Daphne to Apollo. Imitated From The First Book Of Ovid's Metamorphosis
Matthew Prior
mystic power, To certain health the patient I restore, Sent for, caress'd - Daphne -- Ours is a wRate it:

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First Loss
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
AH! who'll e'er those days restore, Those bright days of early love Who'll one hour again concede, Of that time so fondly cherish'd! Silently my ...Rate it:

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Franciscae Meae Laudes (Praises of My Francesca)
Charles Baudelaire
full of virtue, Fountain of eternal youth, Restore the voice to my mute lips! You have burned thRate it:

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God of the Open Air
Henry Van Dyke
wind, And thou hast wooed thy children, to restore Their fellowship with thee, In peace of soul andRate it:

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William Wordsworth
Celestial pity I again implore;-- Restore him to my sight--great Jove, restore!" So speakinRate it:

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Ode on St. Cecilia's Day
Alexander Pope
dy'd for love, Wand'ring in the myrtle grove, Restore, restore Eurydice to life; Oh take the husRate it:

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The Sun Hath Twice
Henry Howard
hurt recovers with the warm; The parched green restored is with shade; What warmth, alas, may servRate it:

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The Treasures Of The Deep
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
flowery crown, -Yet must thou hear a voice-restore the dead! Earth shall reclaim her precious thingRate it:

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There is an hour, a pensive hour
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
lay, to memory dear; Ah! then, her magic spells restore, Visions of blissful days no more! There iRate it:

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Edna St. Vincent Millay
shall the chemistry Of the secret earth restore. All your lovely words are spoken. Once the ivory bRate it:

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Our Master
John Greenleaf Whittier
holy bread, nor blood of grape, The lineaments restore Of Him we know in outward shape And in the fRate it:

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Rural Elegance, An Ode to the Late Duchess of Somerset
William Shenstone
While orient skies restore the day, And dew-drops catch the lucid ray; Amid the sprightly scenes of morn Will aught the Muse inspire? Oh! peace to ...Rate it:

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Stanzas To Jessy
George Gordon Lord Byron
day, that Form their joy supplies, And Dreams restore it, through the night. There is a Voice wRate it:

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The Chase
Anonymous Americas
every hard burden-break off every chain- Restore to the bondman his freedom again. Rate it:

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Thick Is The Darkness
William Ernest Henley
sweet meadows. Upward and forward! Time will restore us: Light is above us, Rest is before us. Rate it:

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From Love to Friendship
have me love once more, The blissful age of love restore; From wine's free joys, and lovers' cares,Rate it:

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To Mary
Charles Wolfe
As fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore! Rate it:

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Ask not the cause why sullen spring
John Dryden
Adoring crowds before her fall; She can restore the dead from tombs, And ev'ry life buRate it:

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Ballade to Our Lady of Czestochowa
Hilaire Belloc
vision and the World's reply. You shall restore me, O my last Ally, To vengence and the glories of Rate it:

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What did They do since I saw Them?
Emily Dickinson
the Just suspect me And offer a Reward Would I restore my Booty To that Bold Person, God— Rate it:

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