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The Last Traveler Kurt Philip Behm	last traveler undisposed Its final words, the last he heard —as the past and future...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The last tributes. Swarup Bhattacharya	The last...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Trump Andrew Barton Paterson	"You led the trump," the old man said With fury in his eye, "And yet you hope my girl to wed! Young man! your hopes of love are fled, 'Twere...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Turnstile Kurt Philip Behm	Time regresses images blur, memories detained Tokens injected into the madness —forever to remain (Dreamsleep: June,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Walk Douglas H. Mc Clintock	There comes a time in everybody's life When you are closer to the end of your journey ! You know in your heart, you won't come out alive Because...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
THE LAST WALK Jacob Balkwill	The Last Walk As a disfigured shaded figure can trigger a moment of longing or even...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Walk In Autumn John Greenleaf Whittier	I. O'er the bare woods, whose outstretched hands Plead with the leaden heavens in vain, I see, beyond the valley lands, The sea's long level dim with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The last war. Heather Lydia Thornhill	War don't come my way I couldn't stand your stay For you consume all joy That God had sent to me. War don't come my way Don't follow me in the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Wish Felicia Dorothea Hemans	Go to the forest-shade, Seek thou the well-known glade, Where, heavy with sweet dew, the violets lie, Gleaming thro' moss-tufts deep, Like dark eyes...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
THE LAST WISH Deng Deng Hoc Yai	Almighty God, when I go to my grave, Let me remain true to myself - brave! Let me not see anxiety spelt over my face. Let me not think of wealth...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Word Matthew Arnold	Thou thyself must break at...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Word Sir Henry Newbolt	Before the April night was late A rider came to the castle gate; A rider breathing human breath, But the words he spoke were the words of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Word.... Sri D Baleevada	If only silence could speak The world would hear my cry.... On my knees I would lay, Begging for a word or two Now is the time to speak up Or never...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The last words Faizan mushtaq	Until my last breath I'll speak your name, I'll burn the shroud that covers your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Words of My English Grandmother William Carlos Williams	There were some dirty plates and a glass of milk beside her on a small table near the rank, disheveled...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The last year of school Charmaine Bentley	When the last year of school is finally...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The last youth Kaisar Ahmad bhat	THE LOST YOUTH You are the resident of tyranny You are the character of irony You are dynamic not apathetic You are buoyantic and energetic...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Late last Rook Ralph Hodgson	The last beam eastward striking; The first shy bat to peep at eve Has found her to his...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lay of the Last Minstrel: Canto 6 (excerpt) Sir Walter Scott	[ROSABELLE]6- O listen, listen, ladies gay! No haughty feat of arms I tell; Soft is the note, and sad the lay, That mourns the lovely...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lay of the Last Minstrel: Canto I Sir Walter Scott	Introduction....	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lay of the Last Minstrel: Canto II. Sir Walter Scott	I. If thou would'st view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moonlight; For the gay beams of lightsome day Gild, but to flout, the ruins...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lay of the Last Minstrel: Canto III. Sir Walter Scott	I. And said I that my limbs were old, And said I that my blood was cold, And that my kindly fire was fled, And my poor wither'd heart was dead, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lay of the Last Minstrel: Canto IV. Sir Walter Scott	I Sweet Teviot! on thy silver tide The glaring bale-fires blaze no more; No longer steel-clad warrior ride Along thy wild and willow'd shore ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lay of the Last Minstrel: Canto V. Sir Walter Scott	I Call it not vain;-they do not err, Who say, that when the Poet dies, Mute Nature mourns her worshipper, And celebrates his obsequies: Who say,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Mother’s Last Watch Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton	Written on the occasion of the death of the infant daughter of Her Grace the Duchess of Sutherland. ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)