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The Fugitive. (Tartar Song, From The Prose Version Of Chodzko)
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I. 'He is gone to the desert land I can see the shining mane Of his horse on the distant plain, As he rides with his Kossak band! 'Come back, ...Rate it:

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The Gathering of the Brown-Eyed
Henry Lawson
the stars to-night. Oh, Knowledge from Old Deserts, where the great stars rocked the world! Oh, coRate it:

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The Gift Of Life
Edith Nesbit
star, my child - Your star and mine. Life is a desert dry and drear, Undewed, unblest; This hour iRate it:

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The Ginestra,
Count Giacomo Leopardi
lonely leaves around, O fragrant flower, With desert wastes content. Thy graceful stems I in the soRate it:

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The Glove
Robert Browning
eyes wide and steady, He was leagues in the desert already, Driving the flocks up the mountain, Or Rate it:

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The Grey Company
Jessie Mackay
Back to Eden gate!" They trod the Polar desert, Met a desert fate. Be laurel to the victRate it:

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The Knight of St. John
John Greenleaf Whittier
of farewell stream, Like one who, from some desert shore, Doth home's green isles descry, And, vaiRate it:

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The Last Shuttee
Rudyard Kipling
the house of the Queen On the drift of the desert sand. The herald read his titles forth, Rate it:

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The Little Girl Lost
William Blake
mother weep.-- "Where can Lyca sleep". Lost in desert wild Is your little child. How can Lyca sleeRate it:

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The Lord of the Isles: Canto IV.
Sir Walter Scott
but sad. - The loneliness Loaded thy heart, the desert tired thine eye; And strange and awful fearsRate it:

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The Never-Never Country
Henry Lawson
Wide wastes of scrub and plain, A blazing desert in the drought, A lake-land after rain; To theRate it:

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The Palm Branch Of Palestine
Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov
fierce glare beating down, The pilgrim in the desert luring To shelter 'neath her shadow crown? PeRate it:

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The Pass Of The Sierra
John Greenleaf Whittier
stars march slow; The wild Sierra overhead, The desert's death below. The Indian from his lodge of Rate it:

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The Prairies
William Cullen Bryant
These are the gardens of the Desert, these The unshorn fields, boundless and beautiful, For which the speech of England has no name-- The Prairies....Rate it:

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The Priestess of Panormita
Aleister Crowley
tender. O moon! ambrosial moon! Arise on my desert of sorrow That the Magical eyes of me swoon WitRate it:

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The Prophet
Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
for spiritual springs, I dragged myself through desert sands ... An angel with three pairs of wingsRate it:

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The Quest Eternal
Andrew Barton Paterson
when the noontide fervour glowed, Over the desert in thirsty line our sunburnt squadrons rode. ThRate it:

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The Rock In El Ghor
John Greenleaf Whittier
Ghor, is standing yet,-- Looks from its turrets desertward, And keeps the watch that God has set. Rate it:

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The Ruin And Its Flowers
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
thee no festal measure calls; No music thro' the desert-halls, Awakes thee to rejoice! How still tRate it:

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The Scapegoat
Andrew Barton Paterson
forty long years, 'midst perils and fears In deserts with never a famine to follow by, The IsraelRate it:

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The Second Coming
William Butler Yeats
my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert A shape with lion body and the head of a man, A gaze blRate it:

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The Sheep In The Ruins
Archibald MacLeish
Works of soul— Pilgrimages through the desert to the sacred boulder: Through the mid night to tRate it:

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The Skylark
James Hogg
is thy dwelling-place - O to abide in the desert with thee! Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the dRate it:

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The Slaves Of Martinique
John Greenleaf Whittier
measure only hate and fear. All around the desert circles, underneath a brazen sky, Only one green Rate it:

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The Spoilers
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
of yester-year - And they drove us into the desert - while they wrought fresh deserts here. They rRate it:

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