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Friedrich Schiller
Believe me, together The bright gods come ever, Still as of old; Scarce see I Bacchus, the giver of joy, Than comes...Rate it:

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Don't Be Cruel to the Motherless Darlings
Henry Clay Work
The sun that sank just now beyond those calm waters Shines not for me; The sun that will to-morrow gild yonder mountain I shall not see. Faint form...Rate it:

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Down By the Carib Sea
James Weldon Johnson
I Sunrise in the Tropics Sol, Sol, mighty lord of the tropic zone, Here I wait with the trembling stars To see thee once more take thy throne. ...Rate it:

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Down the River
Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake
Hark, the sound of it drawing nearer, Clink of hobble and brazen bell; Mark the passage of stalwart shearer, Bidding Monaro soil farewell. Where i...Rate it:

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Dreams Nascent
David Herbert Lawrence
My world is a painted fresco, where coloured shapes Of old, ineffectual lives linger blurred and warm; An endless tapestry the past has women d...Rate it:

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Edith Nesbit
NOW the vexed clouds, wind-driven, spread wings of white, Long leaning wings across the sea and land. The waves creep back bequeathing to our sig...Rate it:

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Eclogue the Fourth Agib
William Taylor Collins
SCENE, a Mountain in Circassia TIME, Midnight In fair Circassia, where, to love inclined, Each swain was blest, for every maid was kind! At that...Rate it:

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Eden bower
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
It was Lilith the wife of Adam: (Sing Eden Bower!) Not a drop of her blood was human, But she was made like a soft sweet woman. Lilith stood on the...Rate it:

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Elegy XVIII: Love's Progress
John Donne
Who ever loves, if he do not propose The right true end of love, he's one that goes To sea for nothing but to make him sick. Love is a bear-whelp b...Rate it:

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Epimetheus, or the Poet's Afterthought. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Have I dreamed? or was it real, What I saw as in a vision, When to marches hymeneal In the land of the Ideal Moved my thought o'er Fields Elysian? ...Rate it:

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Epitaph on Sir Palmes Fairborne's Tomb in Westminster Abbey
John Dryden
Ye sacred relics, which your marble keep, Here, undisturbed by wars, in quiet sleep; Discharge the trust, which, when it was below, Fairborne's ...Rate it:

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Evangeline: A Tale of Acadie
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand lik...Rate it:

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Evangeline: Part The First. I.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
IN the Acadian land, on the shores of the Basin of Minas, Distant, secluded, still, the little village of Grand-Pré Lay in the fruitful valley. Vas...Rate it:

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Evangeline: Part The Second. I.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
MANY a weary year had passed since the burning of Grand-Pré, When on the falling tide the freighted vessels departed, Bearing a nation, with all it...Rate it:

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Jane Taylor
--A COSTLY good ; that none e'er bought or sold For gem, or pearl, or miser's store, twice told : Save certain watery pearls, possessed by all, Whi...Rate it:

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Fare Thee Well
George Gordon Lord Byron
Fare thee well! and if for ever, Still for ever, fare thee well: Even though unforgiving, never 'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that brea...Rate it:

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Rudyard Kipling
Tennison This is the end whereto men toiled Before thy coachman guessed his fate,-- How thou shouldst leave thy, 'scutcheoned gate On that new whe...Rate it:

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Father's Letter
Eugene Field
I 'm going to write a letter to our oldest boy who went Out West last spring to practise law and run for president; I 'll tell him all the gossip I...Rate it:

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Fill A Glass With Golden Wine
William Ernest Henley
Fill a glass with golden wine, And the while your lips are wet Set your perfume unto mine, And forget. Every kiss we take and give Leaves us less o...Rate it:

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Rabindranath Tagore
My fancies are fireflies, — Specks of living light twinkling in the dark. he voice of wayside pansies, that do not attract the careless glance, m...Rate it:

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First Anniversary
Andrew Marvell
Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining always, disappears In the weak...Rate it:

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First Sunday In Lent
John Keble
"Angel of wrath! why linger in mid-air, While the devoted city's cry Louder and louder swells? and canst thou spare, Thy full-charged vial stan...Rate it:

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Fixed Is The Doom
Robert Louis Stevenson
FIXED is the doom; and to the last of years Teacher and taught, friend, lover, parent, child, Each walks, though near, yet separate; each beholds H...Rate it:

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For ever with the Lord!
James Montgomery
'For ever with the Lord!' Amen, so let it be; Life from the dead is in that word, 'Tis immortality. Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam;...Rate it:

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Henry Lawson
It is stuffy in the steerage where the second-classers sleep, For there's near a hundred for'ard, and they're stowed away like sheep, -- They are...Rate it:

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