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Halte En Marchant
Victor Marie Hugo
du pré, qu'abrite un vert rideau, Une enfant blonde alla remplir sa jarre d'eau, Joyeuse et souleRate it:

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I Saw, Or Dreamed I Saw
Henry Timrod
dainty fingers, which held back Her beautiful blonde hair. Ah! would these black Locks of mine ownRate it:

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In Spring
Ernest Christopher Dowson
the almond trees; The jonquil flaunteth a gay, blonde head, The primrose peeps from a mossy bed, AnRate it:

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Innocence Skipped
Kurt Philip Behm
The blonde playing hopscotch had a tattoo In a collision of eras, her ponytail flew As innocence skipped, the ink started to run A bastardized i...Rate it:

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It Is Later Than You Think
Robert William Service
is later than you think. Look again: yon dainty blonde, All allure and golden grace, Oh so willingRate it:

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Jean Desprez
Robert William Service
they pinned him down, until their Major came. A blonde, full-blooded man he was, and arrogant of eyRate it:

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John Smith
Eugene Field
fat, tall, short, rich, poor, grave, gay, a blonde and a brunette-- Aha, amid this London fog, JohnRate it:

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La Captive (The Turkish Captive)
Victor Marie Hugo
sur la mer profonde, Tandis que, pâle et blonde, La lune ouvre dans l'onde Son éventail d'argent. Rate it:

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La Chanson des yeux
Maurice Rollinat
d’or, Ont une lueur bleue et blonde, Tes yeux câlins et clairs où le rêve s’endort, Rate it:

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La Complaînte du désespéré
Joachim du Bellay
plus ne mêlez votre onde A l'or de l'arène blonde, Dont votre fond jaunissoit... Chacune chose décRate it:

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La Loreley
Guillaume Apollinaire
À Bacharach il y avait une sorcière blonde Qui laissait mourir d'amour tous les hommes à la ronde Devant son tribunal l'évêque la fit citer D'ava...Rate it:

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La reine du bal
Rene Francois Armand Prudhomme
le trajet de son regard ! Que de sa chevelure blonde J'aspire le banal parfum Qui s'exhale pour toRate it:

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Le Pêcheur d'écrevisses
Maurice Rollinat
la plus grand de ses vices. À qui lui parlait blonde ou brune Il disait de son ton drôlet : « FautRate it:

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Le vigneron champenois
Guillaume Apollinaire
obus d'une charmante artillerie La nuit est blonde ô vin blond Un vigneron chantait courbéRate it:

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Les Papillons
Maurice Rollinat
le crépitement sourd De la campagne verte et blonde, Ils sont portés par le vent lourd Ainsi que laRate it:

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Henry Timrod
dainty fingers, which held back Her beautiful blonde hair. Ah! would these black Locks of mine own Rate it:

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Lip-Stick Liz
Robert William Service
no other So when she saw him with a Broadway Blonde, Her rage she could not smother. She saw him onRate it:

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Moon Song
Robert William Service
reflected charms, And ravished by that beauty blonde, Leapt out to clasp her in his arms. And as heRate it:

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Once More I Put my Bonnet On
Joseph Howe
What could I do but rave? Ten stone of blonde, in lace arrayed Walked with him down the naRate it:

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Poor Kid
Robert William Service
and Dad are raven dark And I am lily blonde. ''Tis strange,' I once heard nurse remark, Rate it:

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Second Love
Henry Timrod
sun. The same dark beauty in her eyes, The same blonde hair and placid brow, The same deep-meaningRate it:

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The Duet
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
sweet home air, Stately Maud, with her proud blonde head, And I seemed to see in her place insteaRate it:

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The Jew
Isaac Rosenberg
rules, a moon For mutable lampless men. The blonde, the bronze, the ruddy, With the same heaving bRate it:

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The Moon was but a Chin of Gold
Emily Dickinson
the World below— Her Forehead is of Amplest Blonde— Her Cheek—a Beryl hewn— Her Eye unto the SummeRate it:

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The Princess Victoria - And art thou a Princess?
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
his care be placed; The silk he will save! the blonde he will spare— I wish he may leave Your GraceRate it:

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