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Confessional, The
Robert Browning
[SPAIN.] I. It is a lie---their Priests, their Pope, Their Saints, their ... all they fear or hope Are lies, and lies---there! through my door A...Rate it:

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Conversation
William Cowper
Though nature weigh our talents, and dispense To every man his modicum of sense, And Conversation in its better part May be esteem'd a gift, and no...Rate it:

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Corinna's Going A-Maying
Robert Herrick
Get up, get up for shame, the blooming Morn Upon her wings presents the god unshorn. See how Aurora throws her fair Fresh-quilted colours t...Rate it:

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Crazy Jane And The Bishop
William Butler Yeats
Bring me to the blasted oak That I, midnight upon the stroke, (All find safety in the tomb.) May call down curses on his head Because of my dear Ja...Rate it:

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Cyclopean
Gilbert Keith Chesterton
A mountainous and mystic brute No rein can curb, no arrow shoot, Upon whose doomed deformed back I sweep the planets' scorching track. Old is the ...Rate it:

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Death In The Forest
Francis Turner Palgrave
August 2: 1100 Where the greenwood is greenest At gloaming of day, Where the twelve-antler'd stag Faces boldest at bay; Where the solitude deepens...Rate it:

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Death Of Archbishop Turpin. (From The French)
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Archbishop, whom God loved in high degree, Beheld his wounds all bleeding fresh and free; And then his cheek more ghastly grew and wan, And ...Rate it:

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Democracy
John Greenleaf Whittier
BEARER of Freedom's holy light, Breaker of Slavery's chain and rod, The foe of all which pains the sight, Or wounds the generous ear of God! Beauti...Rate it:

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Diya
Amy Lowell
Look, Dear, how bright the moonlight is to-night! See where it casts the shadow of that tree Far out upon the grass. And every gust Of light nig...Rate it:

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Don Juan: Canto The Third
George Gordon Lord Byron
Hail, Muse! et cetera.--We left Juan sleeping, Pillow'd upon a fair and happy breast, And watch'd by eyes that never yet knew weeping, And loved by...Rate it:

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Eclogue The Third
Thomas Chatterton
Wouldst thou kenn Nature in her better parte? Goe, serche the logges and bordels of the hynde ; Gyfe theye have anie, itte ys roughe-made arte, Inn...Rate it:

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Egyptian Theosophy
Mathilde Blind
Far in the introspective East A meditative Memphian Priest Would solve--such is the Sage's curse-- The riddle of the Universe. Thought, turni...Rate it:

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Elegy On Newstead Abbey
George Gordon Lord Byron
'It is the voice of years that are gone! they roll before me with all their deeds.'~OSSIAN Newstead! fast-falling, once-resplendent dome! Religio...Rate it:

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Elegy to the Memory of Werter
Mary Darby Robinson
"With female Fairies will thy tomb be haunted "And worms will not come to thee." SHAKSPERE. WHEN from Day's closing eye the lucid tears Fall ligh...Rate it:

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Elegy to the Old Man Hokuju
Yosa Buson
You left in the morning, at evening my heart is in a thousand pieces. Why is it so far away? Thinking of you, I go up on the hill and wander. Arou...Rate it:

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Elegy VI. To Charles Diodati, When He Was Visiting In The Country (Translated From Milton)
William Cowper
With no rich viands overcharg'd, I send Health, which perchance you want, my pamper'd friend; But wherefore should thy Muse tempt mine away From wh...Rate it:

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Englishman In Italy, The
Robert Browning
PIANO DI SORRENTO Fort, Fort, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little feet! I was sure, if I tried, I could make y...Rate it:

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Epigram - On Players And Ballad-Singers
Francis Quarles
They're like the Priest and Clerk at Belial's altar; One makes the Sermon; t'other tunes the Psalter. Rate it:

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Epilogue to The Husband His Own Cuckold
John Dryden
Like some raw sophister that mounts the pulpit, So trembles a young poet at a full pit. Unused to crowds, the parson quakes for fear, And wonder...Rate it:

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ER RIFUGGIO (The Refuge)
Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli
A le curte: te vòi sbrigà d'Aggnesa Senza er risico tuo? Be', tu pprocura D'ammazzalla vicino a quarche chiesa: Poi scappa drento, e nun avé ppa...Rate it:

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Erle Robert's Mice. In Chaucer's Style
Matthew Prior
Tway Mice, full Blythe and Amicable, Batten beside Erle Robert's Table. Lies there ne Trap their Necks to catch, Ne old black Cat their Steps to wa...Rate it:

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Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: VIII
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
It was a booth no larger than the rest, No loftier fashioned and no more sublime, As poor a shrine as ever youth possessed In which to worship trut...Rate it:

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Europe, The 72d And 73d Years Of These States
Walt Whitman
SUDDENLY, out of its stale and drowsy lair, the lair of slaves, Like lightning it le'pt forth, half startled at itself, Its feet upon the...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. II.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
NOW had the season returned, when the nights grow colder and longer, And the retreating sun the sign of the Scorpion enters. Birds of passage saile...Rate it:

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