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The Montmorency Waterfall and Cone
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
When the river St. Lawrence is frozen below the Falls, the level ice becomes a support on which the freezing spray descends as sleet; it there rema...Rate it:

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The Storm Cone
Rudyard Kipling
This is the midnight-let no star Delude us-dawn is very far. This is the tempest long foretold- Slow to make head but sure to hold Stand by! The...Rate it:

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Progress in the Pacific
James Brunton Stephens
Lapp'd in blue Pacific waters lies an isle of green and gold, A garden of enchantment such as Eden was of old; And the innocent inhabitants, pure c...Rate it:

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Change In Recurrence
George Meredith
I I stood at the gate of the cot Where my darling, with side-glance demure, Would spy, on her trim garden-plot, The busy wild things chase and lur...Rate it:

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Death Of Kwasind, The
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Far and wide among the nations Spread the name and fame of Kwasind; No man dared to strive with Kwasind, No man could compete with Kwasind. But the...Rate it:

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The Death Of Kwasind
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Far and wide among the nations Spread the name and fame of Kwasind; No man dared to strive with Kwasind, No man could compete with Kwasind. But the...Rate it:

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The Headless Trooper
James Brunton Stephens
“No; not another step, for all The troopers out of hell! I'll camp beside this swamp to-night, Despite the yarns you tell. I'm dead beat, that's a ...Rate it:

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The Missionary - Canto Second
William Lisle Bowles
The night was still and clear, when, o'er the snows, Andes! thy melancholy Spirit rose,-- A shadow stern and sad: he stood alone, Upon the topmost ...Rate it:

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The Song Of Hiawatha XVIII: The Death Of Kwasind
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Far and wide among the nations Spread the name and fame of Kwasind; No man dared to strive with Kwasind, No man could compete with Kwasind. But the...Rate it:

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Elijah Browning
Edgar Lee Masters
I was among multitudes of children Dancing at the foot of a mountain. A breeze blew out of the east and swept them as leaves, Driving some up the s...Rate it:

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Earlier Poems : Burial Of The Minnisink
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
On sunny slope and beechen swell, The shadowed light of evening fell; And, where the maple's leaf was brown, With soft and silent lapse came down, ...Rate it:

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The Barefoot Boy
John Greenleaf Whittier
Blessings on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan! With thy turned-up pantaloons, And thy merry whistled tunes; With thy red lip, redd...Rate it:

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An Octopus
Marianne Moore
of ice. Deceptively reserved and flat, it lies 'in grandeur and in mass' beneath a sea of shifting snow-dunes; dots of cyclamen-red and maroon on i...Rate it:

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Monadnoc
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "— Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!—If thou knew'st who cal...Rate it:

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A Sunset
Francis Thompson
From Hugo's 'Feuilles d'Automne'. I love the evenings, passionless and fair, I love the evens, Whether old manor-fronts their ray with golden fulg...Rate it:

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A Sunset
Victor Marie Hugo
I love the evenings, passionless and fair, I love the evens, Whether old manor-fronts their ray with golden fulgence leavens, In numerous leafage...Rate it:

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A Sunset
Victor Marie Hugo
I love the evenings, passionless and fair, I love the evens, Whether old manor-fronts their ray with golden fulgence leavens, In numerous leafage...Rate it:

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A Walts With a Tear in It
Boris Pasternak
Ah, how I love it in these first few days, Fresh from the forest and out of the snow, Awkwardness obvious still in every bough, When every silver t...Rate it:

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Burial of the Minnisink
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
On sunny slope and beechen swell, The shadowed light of evening fell; And, where the maple's leaf was brown, With soft and silent lapse came down, ...Rate it:

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By the Potomac
Thomas Bailey Aldrich
The soft new grass is creeping o'er the graves By the Potomac; and the crisp ground-flower Tilts its blue cup to catch the passing shower; The p...Rate it:

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Fragments Pts 1, 11, 111
Victor James Daley
These broken lines for pardon crave; I cannot end the song with art: My grief is gray and old—her grave Is dug so deep within my heart. I.—...Rate it:

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Humanity
Charles Harpur
I dreamed I was a sculptor, and had wrought Out of a towering adamantine crag A mighty figure, stately, giant-limbed, And with the face of a Hom...Rate it:

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Indian Names
Lydia Howard Huntley Sigourney
"How can the Red Men be forgotten, while so many of our states and territories, bays, lakes, and rivers, are indelibly stamped by names of the...Rate it:

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Inscription For A Fountain On A Heath
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
This Sycamore, oft musical with bees,-- Such tents the Patriarchs loved ! O long unharmed May all its agéd boughs o'er-canopy The small round basin...Rate it:

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Interlude
Amy Lowell
When I have baked white cakes And grated green almonds to spread on them; When I have picked the green crowns from the strawberries And piled th...Rate it:

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