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You Played And Sang A Snatch Of Song
William Ernest Henley
You played and sang a snatch of song, A song that all-too well we knew; But whither had flown the ancient wrong; And was it really I and you? O, si...Rate it:

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Anchor Song
Rudyard Kipling
round. Heave, ah heave her short again! Over, snatch her over, there, and hold her on the pawl. LRate it:

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Between The Wind And Rain
Isabella Valancy Crawford
with a deeper green-- 'And with their tendrils snatch thy passing harp, 'And keep it by brief seconRate it:

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Epitaph
Victor Marie Hugo
little laughing sprite: Why, Nature, didst thou snatch him from the light? Hast thou not myriad birRate it:

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Monody to the Memory of Chatterton
Mary Darby Robinson
all that FANCY, all that GENIUS gave, Could snatch thy wounded spirit from the grave. Hard was tRate it:

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To An Infant
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
thy tears and sobs, my little life! I did but snatch away the unclasped knife: Some safer toy will Rate it:

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Artemis To Actaeon
Edith Wharton
know the dulness of the long descent, To snatch the crown of life and seal it up Secure forever in Rate it:

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The Mortal Lease
Edith Wharton
call, And ruinous autumn in the wind’s first snatch At summer’s green impenetrable thatch— That alwRate it:

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The Poet And His Book
Edna St. Vincent Millay
at your leisure, Till the kettle boil, Snatch of me your pleasure, Where the broom-straw marks the Rate it:

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Songs Set To Music: 20. Set By Mr. De Fesch
Matthew Prior
Since by ill fate I'm forced away, And snatch'd so soon from those dear arms, Against my will I must obey, And leave those sweet endearing charms. ...Rate it:

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What did They do since I saw Them?
Emily Dickinson
to put Them Have I the eagerness That could I snatch Their Faces That could Their lips reply Not tRate it:

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Autumn
Thomas Hood
sudden Night is prest Like tearful Proserpine, snatch'd from her flow'rs To a most gloomyRate it:

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Ocean: An Ode. Concluding with A wish.*
Edward Young
What, none aspire? I snatch the lyre, And plunge into the foaming waveRate it:

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Juliet After The Masquerade. By Thompson
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
pleasant was its beat. She murmur'd over many a snatch of song That might to her own feelings now Rate it:

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Sonnet -- The Mariner
Mary Darby Robinson
the keen blast descending from the sky, Snatch'd his warm tear-drop from the rav'nous deep. DrencRate it:

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1916 seen from 1921
Edmund Blunden
we would go, my friend of friends and I, And snatch long moments from the grudging wars, Whose darkRate it:

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A Classroom Assignment
Anonymous Americas
brother's woes, Relieve the wants he undergoes? Snatch him from slavery's cruel smart, And to him fRate it:

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A Crowded Trolley-Car
Elinor Morton Wylie
hands. Supple hands, or gnarled and stiff, Snatch and catch and grope; That face is yellow-pale,Rate it:

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A Day At Tivoli - Prologue
John Kenyon
fruitage—and the flowers. Come, then, and snatch Occasion; transient boon! And sliding into FutureRate it:

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A Day in Bed
Katherine Mansfield
an awful dog we had Who used to creep around And snatch at things--he was so bad, With just that hoRate it:

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A Dialogue
Percy Bysshe Shelley
breast with a sigh. O Death! O my friend! snatch this form to thy shrine, And I fear, dear destroyeRate it:

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A Dialogue Between Thyrsis And Dorinda
Andrew Marvell
Dorinda When Death, shall snatch us from these Kids, And shut up our divided Lids, Tell me Thyrsis, prethee do, Whither thou and I must go. Thyrsi...Rate it:

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A Dorset Idyl
Francis Turner Palgrave
raved. Paints how the wanderer-chief divine, Snatch'd from Circaean guile, Led by Nausicaa past AthRate it:

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A Flower. Painted By Simon Varelst
Matthew Prior
the painter's science at a stand, The goddess snatch'd the pencil from his hand, And finishing the Rate it:

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A Funeral Poem On The Death Of C. E. An Infant Of Twelve Months
Phillis Wheatley
raptur'd babe replies, 'Thanks to my God, who snatch'd me to the skies, 'E'er vice triumphant had pRate it:

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