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Emperors And Kings, How Oft Have Temples Rung
William Wordsworth
EMPERORS and Kings, how oft have temples rung With impious thanksgiving, the Almighty's scorn! How oft above their altars have been hung Trophies t...Rate it:

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The Young Friar
Alfred Noyes
out on the wild briar, And bells for matins rung, Sorrow came to the old friar – Hundreds of years Rate it:

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Rudyard Kipling
Love and Truth, We are dropping down the ladder rung by rung, And the measure of our torment is thRate it:

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In a City Garden
Trumbull Stickney
chequered fires. Low under scarlet awnings rung on rung, Copper and bronze and azurite, Ranged oRate it:

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James Hogg
When the bedesman had pray'd and the dead bell rung, Late, late in gloamin' when all was still, Rate it:

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Marmion: Introduction to Canto III.
Sir Walter Scott
ancient tragic line, And emulate the notes that rung From the wild harp, which silent hung By silveRate it:

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Paul Laurence Dunbar
place. How with our shouts the calm banks rung! How flashed the spray as we plunged in, — Pure gemsRate it:

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Sir Hornbook
Thomas Love Peacock
I. O'er bush and briar Childe Launcelot sprung With ardent hopes elate, And loudly blew the horn that hung Before Sir Hornbook's gate. The inner ...Rate it:

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Sir Hugh; Or The Jew's Daughter
Andrew Lang
fifty fathom deep. When bells were rung, and mass was sung, And a' the bairns came hame, When everRate it:

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The Crow Sat On The Willow
John Clare
ploughman sung, And all the fields with music rung. 'I love my love, a bonny lass, She keeps her pRate it:

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The Judgment Of Paris
James Beattie
sound; And strains aërial, warbling far above, Rung in the ear a magic peal profound. 18 Near andRate it:

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The Lord of the Isles: Canto I.
Sir Walter Scott
Minstrels sung.- Thy rugged halls, Artornish! rung, And the dark seas, thy towers that lave, HeavedRate it:

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The Loss Of Female Character
George Moses Horton
wonderful city; When grief with astonishment rung from the wall, Instead of the heart-cheering diRate it:

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The Wild Huntsman
Sir Walter Scott
stag more white than mountain snow; A louder rung the Wildgrave's horn, 'Hark forward, forward! holRate it:

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John Greenleaf Whittier
is audible. He, when around the walls of Paris rung The Prussian bugle like the blast of doom, And Rate it:

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Good-Bye, Little Cabin
Robert William Service
walls they have witnessed a weariful fight, And rung to a won Waterloo: But oh, in my triumph I'm dRate it:

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The White Cliffs
Alice Duer Miller
They cannot write their parts; the bell has rung, The curtain rises and the stage is set For traRate it:

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Marriott Edgar
from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior! Rate it:

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A Birth-Night Song
Katharine Tynan
Jacob's ladder spans the skies Whereof each rung is angel-trod, And all their carols are of Peace, Rate it:

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The Lady of Shalott (1832)
Alfred Lord Tennyson
silver bugle hung, And as he rode his arm our rung, Beside remote Shalott. All in theRate it:

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A Brother In Need
Henrik Johan Ibsen
sword. 'A people doomed, whose knell is rung, Betrayed by every friend!' -- Is the book closed Rate it:

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A Congratulatory Poem
Aphra Behn
Shore, All on a suddain thro' the Woods there Rung, Loud Sounds of Joy that Jo Peans Sung. MariaRate it:

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A Day Dream
Emily Jane Brontë
shine! And, while the wide earth echoing rung To their strange minstrelsy, The little glittering Rate it:

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A Gallop of Fire
Marie E J Pitt
the sandy hollow Where the boles to the axe have rung, Tho' they fly the foreman as flies the swallRate it:

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A Parody
William Shenstone
her praises sung! The steeples with her praises rung!- I thought no sight that e'er was seen Could Rate it:

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