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Naked Before The Mob
Kurt Philip Behm
Why is ‘Almost Good Enough’ never what you need? Why is ‘Clearly Not Enough’ an ounce more than you deserve? Why is ‘Almost What You Need’ ...Rate it:

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Near Perigord
Ezra Pound
dust And tell their secrets, Messire Cino, Rigkt enough? Then read between the lines of Uc St. CircRate it:

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Neighbour Peter's Mare
La Fontaine
hands, To dig and delve, and by the mattock gain Enough his wife and children to maintain. Still yoRate it:

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Not to Keep
Robert Frost
ease. She had to ask, "What was it, dear?" "Enough," Yet not enough. A bullet through and through,Rate it:

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On Sending My Son, As A Present, To Dr. Swift, Dean Of St. Patrick's, On His Birth--Day.
Mary Barber
smallest Spark of heav'nly Fire, Tho' but enough to make it walk, Salute the Company, or talk; ThisRate it:

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On The Banks O' Deer Crick
James Whitcomb Riley
seen the sea: On the banks o' Deer Crick's grand enough fer me! On the banks o' Deer Crick--mild eRate it:

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On The Big Horn
John Greenleaf Whittier
are strong, And the voice of a nation saith: 'Enough of the war of swords, Enough of the lying wordRate it:

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On The Downs
Algernon Charles Swinburne
the summer's head Were ashes shed. Scarce wind enough was on the sea, Scarce hope enough there movRate it:

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One Hour To Madness And Joy
Walt Whitman
illumin'd! O to speed where there is space enough and air enough at last! O to be absolv'd frRate it:

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One More Smile
Kurt Philip Behm
Have I lived long enough, have I said what I came to say Is my spirit now to rest, has the toll-way back been paid Have I lived long enough, bein...Rate it:

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One Viceroy Resigns
Rudyard Kipling
saw -- what did you see from Bombay east? Enough to frighten any one but me? Neat that! It frightenRate it:

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Pain In Pleasure
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
woke) Your best and gladdest thoughts but long enough, And they will all prove sad enough to sting Rate it:

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Pasha Bailey Ben
William Schwenck Gilbert
mental span. THE SAME, CONTINUED But there - enough of gruesome deeds! My heart, in thinking of tRate it:

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Perinde AC Cadaver
Algernon Charles Swinburne
overhead is the sun. "I have done thee service enough, Loved thee enough in my day; Now nor hatrRate it:

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Queen of Our Heart
Kenneth R. Jenkins
In case we didn't say it, or express it enough to let you know, You will be with us always, AnRate it:

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Recollections Of A Faded Beauty
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
I might have married him, but then I never did enough encourage men: And somehow he made love to Rate it:

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Andrew Barton Paterson
they tell me, from the Crown; But -- it's just enough to drive a fellow daft -- My landlord's quiRate it:

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Dorothy Parker
stuff; Still, you used to think that I was Fair enough. Now you're casting yearning glances At theRate it:

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Richard Minutolo
La Fontaine
no longer able to controul, She Richard stopt; enough, enough, she cried; I fully understand:--leavRate it:

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Satire IV
John Donne
drug-tongue, nor the terms of law Are strong enough preparatives, to draw Me to bear this; yet Rate it:

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Shakespeare’s Grave
Robinson Jeffers
'will do for church-wardens, Poetry's precious enough not to be wasted,' And rhymed it all out withRate it:

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Sheltered Garden
Hilda Doolittle
I have had enough. I gasp for breath. Every way ends, every road, every foot-path leads at last to the hill-crest -- then you retrace your st...Rate it:

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Shifting Sand
Charles Henry Souter
And we gut it in with wheat; And we didn't reap enough to feed the cow! In the early spring the sRate it:

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Skeeta ( An Old Servant's Tale )
Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake
agents in Bourke; 'Twas little enough I could glean there; 'twas little Rate it:

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Sonnet XVII. Happy Is England
John Keats
Happy is England, sweet her artless daughters; Enough their simple loveliness for me, Enough theRate it:

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