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Slain
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Hollow a grave where the willows wave, And lay him under the grasses, Where the pitying breeze bloweth up from the seas, And murmurs a chant as it ...Rate it:

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Slain
Thomas William Hodgson Crosland
You who are still and white And cold like stone; For whom the unfailing light Is spent and done; For whom no more the breath O...Rate it:

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Captured & Slain
Kurt Philip Behm
Where have all the Poets gone, has time then captured and slain Those heraldic writers of messaged truth —whose shields once bore their names ...Rate it:

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Memorials On The Slain At Chickamauga
Herman Melville
Happy are they and charmed in life Who through long wars arrive unscarred At peace. To such the wreath be given, If they unfalteringly have striven...Rate it:

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Niobe In Distress For Her Children Slain By Apollo, From Ovid's Metamorphoses, Book VI. And From A View Of The Painting Of Mr. Richard Wilson
Phillis Wheatley
Apollo's wrath to man the dreadful spring Of ills innum'rous, tuneful goddess, sing! Thou who did'st first th' ideal pencil give, And taught'st the...Rate it:

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On The Slain Collegians
Herman Melville
Youth is the time when hearts are large, And stirring wars Appeal to the spirit which appeals in turn To the blade it draws. If woman incite, and d...Rate it:

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Sonnet II: My Heart Was Slain
Michael Drayton
My heart was slain, and none but you and I; Who should I think the murther should commit, Since but yourself there was no creature by, But only ...Rate it:

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The Silent Slain
Archibald MacLeish
We too, we too, descending once again The hills of our own land, we too have heard Far off -- Ah, que ce cor a longue haleine -- The horn of Roland...Rate it:

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The Souls of the Slain
Thomas Hardy
I The thick lids of Night closed upon me Alone at the Bill Of the Isle by the Race {1} - Many-caverned, bald, wrinkled of face - ...Rate it:

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The Souls of the Slain.
Thomas Hardy
I The thick lids of Night closed upon me Alone at the Bill Of the Isle by the Race - Many-caverned, bald, wrinkled of face - An...Rate it:

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To One Slain In Absence
Arthur Henry Adams
AND so we parted, love, oblivious That we were parting! With our laughter light, Flouting the future, on the morrow bright At our old tryst w...Rate it:

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Well He Slumbers, Greatly Slain
William Watson
Well he slumbers, greatly slain, Who in splendid battle dies; Deep his sleep in midmost main Pillowed upon pearl who lies. Ease, of all good gifts...Rate it:

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