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I Hear America Singing
Walt Whitman
I Hear America singing, the varied carols I hear; Those of mechanics--each one singing his, as it should be, blithe and strong; The carpenter...Rate it:

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Singing the Black Cat Blues
Sonia Walker
each other others turn away and do not bother. Singing the black cat blues. Superstition follows Rate it:

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The Singing Of The Magnificat
Edith Nesbit
heaven we shall be taught the angels' ways Of singing--we afford to wait a span. In singing, as iRate it:

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How Can I Keep From Singing?
Robert Wadsworth Lowry
finds an echo in my soul— How can I keep from singing? What though my joys and comforts die? The LRate it:

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I Heard Immanuel Singing
Vachel Lindsay
(The poem shows the Master, with his work done, singing to free his heart in Heaven.) I heard Immanuel singing Within his own good lands, I saw h...Rate it:

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The Itinerant Singing Girl
Jane Francesca Wilde
Friendless and loverless, I wander to and fro, Singing while my faint heart is breaking fast withRate it:

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The Poor Singing Dame
Mary Darby Robinson
among: She would gather dry Fern, ever happy and singing, With her cake of brown bread, and her jugRate it:

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A Stream’s Singing
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
song incessant Onwards runs the little stream; Singing ever, onward ever, Boldly runs the merry Rate it:

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The singing in god's acre
Eugene Field
God's Acre lies, Go angels walking to and fro, singing their lullabies. Their radiant wings are folRate it:

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These, I, Singing In Spring
Walt Whitman
THESE, I, singing in spring, collect for lovers, (For who but I should understand lovers, and all their sorrow and joy? And who ...Rate it:

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The Elf Singing
William Allingham
and strong; It lifted him into air, He floated singing away, With rainbows in his hair; While the Rate it:

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Robert Louis Stevenson
sing in Spain; The organ with the organ man Is singing in the rain. Rate it:

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Dead In The Cold, A Song-Singing Thrush
Christina Georgina Rossetti
Dead in the cold, a song-singing thrush, Dead at the foot of a snowberry bush, - Weave him a coffin of rush, Dig him a grave where the soft moss...Rate it:

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Fragment: To One Singing
Percy Bysshe Shelley
doth swim Upon the liquid waves of thy sweet singing, Far far away into the regions dim Of raptureRate it:

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I can’t prevent myself from singing
Thibaut de Champagne
I can’t prevent myself from singing, And yet I’m full of grief and sadness, Though joy is always a lovely thing, And no one takes pleasure in distr...Rate it:

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I Hear The Stars Still Singing
James Weldon Johnson
I hear the stars still singing To the beautiful, silent night, As they speed with noiseless winging Their ever westward flight. I hear the waves st...Rate it:

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I shall keep singing!
Emily Dickinson
I shall keep singing! Birds will pass me On their way to Yellower Climes— Each—with a Robin's expectation— I—with my Redbreast— And my Rhymes— Lat...Rate it:

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No Bobolink—reverse His Singing
Emily Dickinson
No Bobolink—reverse His Singing When the only Tree Ever He minded occupying By the Farmer be— Clove to the Root— His Spacious Future— Best Horizon...Rate it:

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On A Lady Singing
Isaac Rosenberg
She bade us listen to the singing lark In tones far sweeter than its own: For fear that she should cease and leave us dark We built the bird a feig...Rate it:

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Ploughman Singing
John Clare
the east's young brow Glows red and finds thee singing at the plough. Rate it:

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Singing Children
Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
when the rains are done.' And Mary heard them singing in her slumber. And woke to kiss her Son. InRate it:

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Sparrow singing
Yosa Buson
Sparrow singing-- its tiny mouth open. Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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The Rude Wind Is Singing
Percy Bysshe Shelley
The rude wind is singing The dirge of the music dead; The cold worms are clinging Where kisses were lately fed. Rate it:

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The Singing-Woman From The Wood's Edge
Edna St. Vincent Millay
and born in a bog? And what should be my singing, that was christened at an altar, But Aves and CreRate it:

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A Singing Lesson
Algernon Charles Swinburne
Far-fetched and dear-bought, as the proverb rehearses, Is good, or was held so, for ladies: but nought In a song can be good if the turn of the ve...Rate it:

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