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I died for beauty but was scarce
Emily Dickinson
I died for beauty but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was lain In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I faile...Rate it:

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Scarce Had My Mind Received
Sugawara Takesue no Musume
Scarce had my mind received with wonder The thought of newly fallen snow - Seeing the ground lie white - When the scent of Tachibana flowers Aros...Rate it:

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The virgin language is only for your eyes
Hassan Hegazy Hassan
an air to inhale me I know that poetry is scarce ; These two eyes are mail and hotness Kohl iRate it:

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An Idyll
Padraic Colum
fair and young and tender where thought has scarce begun, Hair bright as the breast of the eagle whRate it:

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At Shelley’s Grave
Alfred Austin
sunshine, wind, and rain; At least if thou canst scarce repair, Thou dost not share our pain. It isRate it:

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Paradise Regained: The Third Book
John Milton
Things vulgar, and, well weighed, scarce worth the praise? They praise and they admiRate it:

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The Celebrated Woman - An Epistle By A Married Man
Friedrich Schiller
as of a town, Each point minutely dotted down; Scarce to myself I dare to hint What this d----d felRate it:

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The Last Banquet Of Antony And Cleopatra
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
survive the wearers - and the rose Perchance may scarce be withered when the tomb Receives the mighRate it:

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The Progress Of Marriage
Jonathan Swift
coquette; Both from the goal together start, Scarce run a step before they part; No common ligamentRate it:

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A Woman’s Apology
Alfred Austin
one played sweet on a lute, yea so soft that you scarce could hear, Would you clang all the chords Rate it:

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Alfred Lord Tennyson
But it is wild and barren, A garden too with scarce a tree, And waster than a warren: YRate it:

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The Sprig of Lime
Robert Nichols
all the while in faint and fainter tones Scarce audible on deepened evening's hush He framed his cuRate it:

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A Wife's Protest
Ada Cambridge
— My woman's life of love and joy — Ere it has scarce begun. 6. Hourly I die — I do not live — ThRate it:

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Samson Agonistes (excerpts)
John Milton
enjoin'd me, Where I a prisoner chain'd, scarce freely draw The air imprison'd also, close Rate it:

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A Beavy Of The Fair & Gay
Thomas Parnell
Joyn. To K---d's house they first repair, But scarce find any footsteps there, to keep them off colRate it:

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A Captive Throstle
Alfred Austin
this world hath just begun, Who want to fly, yet scarce can run; Why open wide your yellow beak? IsRate it:

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A Hymn to the Name and Honour of the Admirable Saint Teresa
Richard Crashaw
in the mild And milky soul of a soft child. Scarce has she learnt to lisp a name Of martyr, yet Rate it:

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A Letter Sent To Mrs. Barber
Mary Barber
thou so oft the heav'nly Circle run, When scarce I thought thy radiant Course begun? Never shall I Rate it:

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A Minor Poet
Amy Levy
never yet rejoiced In the world's progress--scarce, indeed, discerned; (For still it seems that GodRate it:

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A Sabbath Scene
John Greenleaf Whittier
SCARCE had the solemn Sabbath-bell Ceased quivering in the steeple, Scarce had the parson to his desk Walked stately through his people, When down ...Rate it:

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A Vision Of Doom
Ambrose Bierce
sun Was crimson with a curse and a portent, And scarce his angry ray lit up the land That lay belowRate it:

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A Woman Young And Old
William Butler Yeats
an image on the track Of the whirling Zodiac. Scarce did he my body touch, Scarce sank he from the Rate it:

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Al Aaraaf
Edgar Allan Poe
o'er th' unchained soul- The soul that scarce (the billows are so dense) Can struggle tRate it:

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Alf’s Tenth Bit
Ezra Pound
WIND Scarce and thin, scarce and thin The government's excuse, Never at all will they do Aught of the slightest use. Over the dying half-wits blow...Rate it:

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An Ode : On Exodus iii. 14
Matthew Prior
iii. 14. 'I am that I am.' Man! foolish man! Scarce know'st thou how thyself began, Scarce hadst Rate it:

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