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Avec ses vêtements ondoyants et nacrés (With Waving Opalescense In Her Gown)
Charles Baudelaire
woman. — Translated by William Aggeler With Waving Opalescence in Her Gown With waving opalesceRate it:

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The Waving of the Red
Henry Lawson
said, And millions now are waiting for – the Waving of the Red. “Last night as I lay slipping out Rate it:

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High waving heather 'neath stormy blasts bending
Emily Jane Brontë
High waving heather 'neath stormy blasts bending, Midnight and moonlight and bright shining stars, Darkness and glory rejoicingly blending, Eart...Rate it:

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Poor Marguerite
Mary Darby Robinson
waste A NUT-BROWN GIRL was seen to haste; Wide waving was her unbound hair, And sun-scorch'd was heRate it:

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The Fan : A Poem. Book II.
John Gay
points out the Cynthian queen; Henceforth the waving fan my hand shall grace, The waving fan supplyRate it:

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Windsor Forest
Alexander Pope
where, tho' all things differ, all agree. Here waving groves a checquer'd scene display, And part aRate it:

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And Thou Art One
Joseph Seamon Cotter
warmth, the flowering fields, the rills, The waving trees, the south wind's elfin rune, Are One wRate it:

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Before I Finally Enter Darkness
BEAU GOLDEN
darkness I wish to be surrounded by friends All waving farewell and broadly smiling With Kisses andRate it:

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Dead-Maid's-Pool
Sydney Thompson Dobell
of buds asleep, Thro' the disembodied rose, Waving, waving in the deep, Where never wind blows, I lRate it:

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Feri's Dream
Frances Darwin Cornford
they had seen him pass, And nowhere was his waving tail among the waving grass. The sun sank low. Rate it:

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In the Rangitaki Valley
Katherine Mansfield
valley of waving broom, O lovely, lovely light, O hear of the world, red-gold! Breast high in the blossom I stand; It beats about me like wav...Rate it:

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La Vie Antérieure (My Earlier Life)
Charles Baudelaire
fragrance, naked slaves made cool my brow with waving fronds of palm: — their only care to drive tRate it:

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Michael Oaktree
Alfred Noyes
in among the ferns that crowned the hill With waving green and whispers of the wind, A boy and girlRate it:

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Nightmare Number Three
Stephen Vincent Benet
and bad chocolate bars Collecting nickels and waving platinum hair And letting six million people lRate it:

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Peruvian Tales: Alzira, Tale II
Helen Maria Williams
feather'd chiefs the golden throne surround; The waving canopy its plume displays, Whose waving hueRate it:

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Rural Sports: A Georgic - Canto I.
John Gay
scythe is seen, Shaving the surface of the waving green, Of all her native pride disrobes the land,Rate it:

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Temora - Book IV
James Macpherson
the aged steps of Cormac. He smiled from his waving locks; but grief was in his soul. He saw us fewRate it:

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The Angel Of The Sun
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
WHILE bending o'er my golden lyre, While waving light my wing of fire ; Creation's regions to explore, To gaze, to wonder, to adore: While faithful...Rate it:

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The Battle
Friedrich Schiller
shines in flowing, "See you the foeman's banners waving?" "We see the foeman's banners waving!" "GoRate it:

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The Four Queens (Maoriland)
Arthur Henry Adams
and, stretching broad and free, Like a green-waving meadow, lies the bay, With blossom-sails anRate it:

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The Peasant Girl Of The Rhone
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
went a warrior's funeral thro' the night, A waving of tall plumes, a ruddy light Of torches, fitfulRate it:

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The Ruin And Its Flowers
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
is the golden dream! Where are the banners, waving proud, To kiss the summer-gale of ev'n? All purRate it:

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The Song of Los
William Blake
Urizen heard them cry! And his shudd'ring waving wings Went enormous above the red flames DrawRate it:

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The Troubadour. Canto 1 D (Raymond's departure)
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
like the feathers in my crest, My thoughts are waving to and fro. Come, EVA , dear! I could not go Rate it:

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World's Desire
Clive Staples Lewis
wonderful, white above the green Of the wet and waving forest, slanted all away, Because the drivinRate it:

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