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'Ave a 'eart!
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
passige; up another flight; Through 'arf a dozen rooms, broadcastin' scares To twenty yellow men, pRate it:

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A Day Of Sunshine. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Second)
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
drifts. Blow, winds! and waft through all the rooms The snow-flakes of the cherry-blooms! Blow, wRate it:

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A Father To His Son
Carl Sandburg
the final decisions are made in silent rooms. Tell him to be different from other people if it comeRate it:

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A Headstone Forever Blank
Kurt Philip Behm
day Marking their time By a weekly rate In their rooms down the hall They remembered the little thRate it:

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A HYMN TO THE GRACES
Robert Herrick
make me fit For the welcoming of it! Clean my rooms, as temples be, To entertain that deity; Give Rate it:

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A Letter From Palestine
Alice Guerin Crist
stars O’er far Jerusalem. Through these ordered rooms Where poppies glow and pale narcissi blooms NRate it:

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A Northern Suburb
John Davidson
and garth, and daisied bank. With shelves for rooms the houses crowd,  Like draughty cupboards in Rate it:

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A Parlourmaid
Lesbia Harford
cups And never break them— Must fill my rooms with flowers And never wear them— Must serve my dRate it:

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A Pot Of Tea
Robert William Service
rum they serves you out before a charge. In back rooms of estaminays I've gurgled pints of cham; Rate it:

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A Rocking Hymn
George Wither
thy Lord Where oxen lay and asses fed; Warm rooms we do to thee afford, An easy cradle or a bed. SwRate it:

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A Street Corner
Robert Fuller Murray
of them troubled with rat or mouse, Never take rooms in a corner house; Or sackcloth and ashes and Rate it:

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A Summer Pastoral
Paul Laurence Dunbar
my burnin' senses steals,-- Dreams o' cool rooms, curtains lowered, An' a sofy's temptin' look; PatRate it:

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A Thought or Two on Reading Pomfret's
James Henry Leigh Hunt
Of honied green, and quaint with straggling rooms, A few of which, white-bedded and well swept, Rate it:

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A Walk In The Shrubbery
Charlotte Smith
from a flower; Or they, who lose in crouded rooms, Spring's tepid suns and balmy air, And value Rate it:

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Accordion
Robert William Service
vulgar, you're an instrumental crime. In drawing-rooms you haven't got a show. You're a musical aboRate it:

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After The Ball
Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
now reigns in the corridors wide, The stately rooms of that mansion of pride; The music is hushed, Rate it:

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Almer Mater
Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch
should she by the pavement linger Under the rooms where once she played, Who from the feast would rRate it:

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Amalgamation
Nikhil Parekh
The amalgamation of several solitary rooms rotting in realms of profound remorse; gives birth to Rate it:

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Amours de Voyage, Canto V
Arthur Hugh Clough
slowly and safely; Mr. Claude got you out; took rooms at Florence before you; Wrote from Milan toRate it:

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An Empty Nest
James Whitcomb Riley
finds it in a strange disguise Of vacant rooms and naked floor, With sudden tear-drops in his eyes.Rate it:

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An Old Man's Winter Night
Robert Frost
stars, That gathers on the pane in empty rooms. What kept his eyes from giving back the gaze Was thRate it:

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An Unanswerable Apology For The Rich.
Mary Barber
Persian Looms, And Guido's Paintings, grace his Rooms. His Wealth Castalio will not waste; But mustRate it:

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And I Lounged and Lay on Their Beds
Constantine P. Cavafy
house of pleasure I didn't stay in the front rooms where they celebrate, with some decorum, the accRate it:

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angel city blues
Edward L. Canavan
beside me now, there are mornings like this rooms full of empty spaces and quiet sorrow until, aRate it:

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Antony Villa
Henry Lawson
There is gossip in the ‘boxes’ and the drawing-rooms and gardens— ‘Have you heard of Varden’s faiRate it:

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