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Alexander By Thebes
Anna Akhmatova
'You’ll level Thebes with ground.' And the old chief perceived this city proud, He’d seen in times Rate it:

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Alsace-Lorraine
George Meredith
love. Our fervid heart has filled that Book in chief; Our fitful heart a wild reflection views; OuRate it:

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America In 1904
Edgar Lee Masters
up To glory, war--of empty pomp the chief-- Europa, thou hast conquered! with bowed head For FreRate it:

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An Athenian Reverie
Archibald Lampman
Theron's wedding, and this festal day; And I, chief helper in its various rites, Not least, commissRate it:

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An Elective Course
Thomas Bailey Aldrich
how pinks originated, As if it mattered! The chief thing Is that we have them in the Spring, AndRate it:

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An Elegy on the Death of the Virtuous Lady Elizabeth, Countess of Rutland
Francis Beaumont
a grief, There were enough to meet thee; and the chief Blessing of women, marriage, was to thee NouRate it:

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An Indian at the Burial-Place of his Fathers.
William Cullen Bryant
wreaths of beads and flowers, And the gray chief and gifted seer Worshipped the god of thunders herRate it:

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An Ode - Humbly Inscribed To The Queen, On the Glorious Success of Her Majesty's Arms
Matthew Prior
spacious plain Did from afar the British chief behold, Betwixt despair, and rage, and hope, and paRate it:

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An Ode - Presented To The King, On His Majesty's Arrival In Holland, After The Queen's Death
Matthew Prior
will wound no more. Embattled princes wait the chief Whose voice should rule, whose arm should leRate it:

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An Ode to Master Endymion Porter, Upon His Brother's Death
Robert Herrick
I Do mar'l how I could die When I had thee, my chief preserver, by. I'm up, I'm up, and bless thatRate it:

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And the Greatest of These Is War
James Weldon Johnson
of all the scourges of humanity, I crown you chief.' And Hell rang with the acclamation of the FienRate it:

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Annus Mirabilis, The Year Of Wonders, 1666
John Dryden
was kill'd who first to battle went. 22 Their chief blown up in air, not waves, expired, To whichRate it:

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Another On The Same
John Milton
bearers. Ease was his chief disease, and to judge right, He di'd for heavinRate it:

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Arion to a Dolphin, On His Majesty's passage into England.
Katherine Philips
where. Th' united world will you allow Their Chief, to whom the English bow: And Monarchs shall Rate it:

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Around The Sun
Katharine Lee Bates
just begun, Wild globe of golden steam, Chief nursling of the Sun, Transcendest human dream, That fRate it:

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As red men die
Emily Pauline Johnson
Iroquois, He--the bloodthirsty, he--the Mohawk chief, He--who despises pain and sneers at grief, Rate it:

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Astrophel and Stella LXXXIV: HIGHWAY
Sir Philip Sidney
Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be, And that my Muse, to some ears not unsweet, Tempers her words to trampling horses' feet More ...Rate it:

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At Eventide
John Greenleaf Whittier
relief, Nature's uncloying loveliness; and chief, The kind restraining hand of Providence, The inwaRate it:

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Autumn Song
Dante Alighieri
fall of the leaf Knowest thou not? and how the chief Of joys seems--not to suffer pain? Know'st thRate it:

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Autumn Song
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
the leaf Knowest thou not? and how the chief Of joys seems—not to suffer pain? Know'st thRate it:

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Bacchus and Ariadne
James Henry Leigh Hunt
bower to him. One tiling looks certain,—that the chief that day Was not alone a skulking runaway. BRate it:

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Beast and Man in India
Rudyard Kipling
trod, Declare his might--our lord the Elephant, Chief of the ways of God. The black bulk heaving Rate it:

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Bergliot
Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
it so be?- Yes, it is they! Fallen the noblest Chief of the Northland; Best of Norwegian Bows is bRate it:

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Beyond Kerguelen
Henry Kendall
and shade in the beam. Summer’s chief throne was the marvellous coast of it, Home ofRate it:

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Bill the Bullock-Driver
Henry Kendall
the sweetest of features and names. A father’s chief joy is a favourite son, When he reaches someRate it:

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