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To His Excellency The Lord Carteret.
Mary Barber
The Picture strikes--'tis drawn with won d'rous Art; Well has the Poet play'd the Painter's Part. Tho' 'tis your Glory, yet, my Lord, I own, I grie...Rate it:

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To His Lady
Edith Nesbit
(Who asked a Song in Spring) WHY do you bid your poet sing, Who has no mind to song-- Who only wants to see the Spring, Long sought and tarryin...Rate it:

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To His Love When He Had Obtained Her
Sir Walter Raleigh
Now Serena be not coy, Since we freely may enjoy Sweet embraces, such delights, As will shorten tedious nights. Think that beauty will not stay...Rate it:

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To His Mistress
Lord John Wilmot
Why dost thou shade thy lovely face? O why Does that eclipsing hand of thine deny The sunshine of the Sun's enlivening eye? Without thy light wha...Rate it:

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To Mr. Addison on His Opera of Rosamond
Thomas Tickell
______ Ne fortè pudori Sit tibi Musa lyræ solers, & cantor Apollo. The Opera first Italian masters taught, Enrich'd with songs, but innocent of ...Rate it:

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To my Dear Friend M. Ben Jonson, on his Fox
Francis Beaumont
If it might stand with justice to allow The swift conversion of all follies; now, Such is my mercy, that I could admit All sorts should equally app...Rate it:

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To the Rev. John Saunders on his Departure for England
Charles Harpur
If a large love of the whole human race, With charity that hopeth a meet cure For life’s worst evils, indicates the grace Of goodn...Rate it:

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To William Theodore Peters On His Renaissance Cloak
Ernest Christopher Dowson
The cherry-coloured velvet of your cloak Time hath not soiled: its fair embroideries Gleam as when centuries ago they spoke To what bright gallant ...Rate it:

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A Poet, And His Immortal Poetry.
Nikhil Parekh
The clouds in the voluptuously fathomless sky were a poet's eternal dream; enveloping boundless bits of barren space with tinges of profusely unend...Rate it:

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THE APPARITION OF HIS, MISTRESS,CALLING HIM TO ELYSIUM
Robert Herrick
THE APPARITION OF HIS, MISTRESS, CALLING HIM TO ELYSIUM DESUNT NONNULLA-- Come then, and like two doves with silvery wings, Let our souls fly to ...Rate it:

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The City Of Damn-His Soul
Robert Kirkland Kernighan
He was nursed and cursed : he lied and died, In the City of Damn-His-Soul ; He was mothered and smothered in the slimy tide Of the City of Dam...Rate it:

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The Praise of Pindar in Imitation of Horace His Second Ode, Book 4
Abraham Cowley
Pindarum quisquis studet oemulari, &c. I. Pindar is imitable by none; The phoenix Pindar is a vast species alone. Whoe'er but Daedalus with waxen...Rate it:

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To Mr. Addison on His Tragedy of Cato
Thomas Tickell
Too long hath love engross'd Britannia's stage, And sunk to softness all our tragic rage: By that alone did empires fall or rise, And fate depen...Rate it:

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An Epitaph On Mr. Fishborne The Great London Benefactor, And His Executor
William Strode
What are thy gaines, O death, if one man ly Stretch'd in a bed of clay, whose charity Doth hereby get occasion to redeeme Thousands out of the grav...Rate it:

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His Apologies
Rudyard Kipling
Master, this is Thy Servant. He is rising eight weeks old. He is mainly Head and Tummy. His legs are uncontrolled. But Thou hast forgiven his uglin...Rate it:

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The Donkey and His Panniers
Thomas Moore
A Donkey, whose talent for burdens was wondrous, So much that you'd swear he rejoic'd in a load, One day had to jog under panniers so pond'rous, Th...Rate it:

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Coeur De Lion At The Bier Of His Father
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
Torches were blazing clear, Hymns pealing deep and slow, Where a king lay stately on his bier, In the church of Fontevraud. Banners of battle o'er ...Rate it:

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He had his Dream
Paul Laurence Dunbar
He had his dream, and all through life, Worked up to it through toil and strife. Afloat fore'er before his eyes, It colored for him all his skies: ...Rate it:

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Keeping His First Wife Now
Henry Lawson
IT’S OH! for a rivet in marriage bonds, And a splice in the knot untied— The sanctity of the marriage tie Is growing more sanctified! They’re getti...Rate it:

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The Deacon And His Daughter
Isabella Valancy Crawford
He saved his soul and saved his pork, With old time preservation; He did not hold with creosote, Or new plans of salvation; He said that 'Works wou...Rate it:

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The Last of his Tribe
Henry Kendall
He crouches, and buries his face on his knees, And hides in the dark of his hair; For he cannot look up to the storm-smitten trees, Or think of ...Rate it:

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AN EPITAPH On his most honoured Friend Richard Earl of Dorset
Henry King
Let no profane ignoble foot tread neer This hallow'd peece of earth, Dorset lies here. A small sad relique of a noble spirit, Free as the air, a...Rate it:

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Author's Apology For His Book
John Bunyan
WHEN at the first I took my pen in hand Thus for to write, I did not understand That I at all should make a little book In such a mode: nay, I had...Rate it:

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Billy And His Drum
James Whitcomb Riley
Ho! it's come, kids, come! 'With a bim! bam! bum! Here's little Billy bangin' on his big bass drum! He's a-marchin' round the room, With his feathe...Rate it:

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Elegy VII. He Describes His Vision to An Acquaintance
William Shenstone
Caetera per terras omnes animalia, &c. ~ Virg. Imitation. All animals beside, o'er all the earth, &c. On distant heaths, beneath autumnal skies,...Rate it:

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