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In Rotten Row
William Ernest Henley
In Rotten Row a cigarette I sat and smoked, with no regret For all the tumult that had been. The distances were still and green, And streaked with ...Rate it:

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Three little birds in a row
Stephen Crane
Three little birds in a row Sat musing. A man passed near that place. Then did the little birds nudge each other. They said, "He thinks he can...Rate it:

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Monument Row
Kurt Philip Behm
down And you climb up the mast To nest in its crown The creak of the lapstrake Splashes over the boRate it:

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Westland Row
James Stephens
Every Sunday there's a throng Of pretty girls, who trot along In a pious, breathless state (They are nearly always late) To the Chapel, where they ...Rate it:

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Rowers Chant
Thomas Sturge Moore
Row till the land dip 'neath The sea from view. Row till a land peep up, A home for you. Row till the mast sing songs Welcome and sweet. Row till ...Rate it:

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The Rower's Chant
Thomas Sturge Moore
ROW till the land dip 'neath The sea from view. Row till a land peep up, A home for you. Row till the mast sing songs Welcome and sweet, Row ...Rate it:

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Belts
Rudyard Kipling
There was a row in Silver Street that's near to Dublin Quay, Between an Irish regiment an' English cavalree; It started at Revelly an' it lasted on...Rate it:

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To Ulla
Carl Michael Bellman
the stately trees there, standing row on row,-- Fresh, green leaves show! And that pretty bay SparkRate it:

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My Persons
Deci Hernandez
sister Persons You and we and Us and all Lets go row Row Row row wheel We'll row The wheel EveryoRate it:

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Water Ballad
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Come hither, gently rowing, Come, bear me quickly o'er This stream so brightly flowing To yonder woodland shore. But vain were my endeavour To pay ...Rate it:

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The Ghosts of the Buffaloes
Vachel Lindsay
my dream... Then... Ghost-kings came headlong, row upon row, Gods of the Indians, torches aglow. TRate it:

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The Oyster Schooner
William Henry Drummond
on de w'arf at Trois Rivieres, Dat happy crowd is look so glad, w'y are dey comin' dere? O! de reasRate it:

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The White Ship Henry I. Of England.—25th November 1120
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
strokes full many an one He had struck to crown himself and his son; And his elder brother's eyes wRate it:

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The Pelagian Drinking Song
Hilaire Belloc
of Man And he laughed at Original Sin. With my row-ti-tow Ti-oodly-ow He laughed at original sin. Rate it:

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Epilogue
Edgar Lee Masters
Eternal Ill. FIRST VOICE I haste for the King row. SECOND VOICE Save your breath. FIRST VOICE Rate it:

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Flight Of The Duchess, The
Robert Browning
pace, Round about, solemn and slow, One by one, row after row, Up and up the pine-trees go, So, likRate it:

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Lord Ullin's Daughter
Thomas Campbell
tarry! And I'll give thee a silver pound To row us o'er the ferry!''-- ``Now, who be ye, would Rate it:

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My Fisher Lass
James Edwin Campbell
Summer sea And watched far out my Fisher Lass Row swiftly in her boat to me, And the sea shone likeRate it:

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The Blind Rower
Wilfred Wilson Gibson
And since he rowed his father home, His hand has never touched an oar. All day he wanders on the shore, And hearkens to the swishing foam. Thou...Rate it:

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The Flight Of The Duchess
Robert Browning
pace, Round about, solemn and slow, One by one, row after row, Up and up the pine-trees go, So, likRate it:

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The Runcorn Ferry
Marriott Edgar
lay in the slip, And old Ted the boatman would row folks across At per tuppence per person per trRate it:

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Impression de Nuit ( London )
Lord Alfred Douglas
gems the city wears Upon her broad live bosom! row on row Rubies and emeralds and amethysts glow.Rate it:

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In Flanders Field
John McCrae
fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The laRate it:

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A Mid-Day Dreamer
James Weldon Johnson
priceless stores Of precious gems adorn its prow, And 'round its mast An hundred silken cords are sRate it:

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A Sourdough Story
Robert William Service
that's Adam." The old Sourdough went down the row of greybeards ruminatin' With optics dim they peRate it:

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