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As If The Most Ultimate Of Kings.
Nikhil Parekh
It might have been to viciously slander me; venomously dissolve me like a piece of frigid shit; an infinite kilometers well beneath the murderous c...Rate it:

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As in the Midst of Battle there is Room
George Santayana
As in the midst of battle there is room For thoughts of love, and in foul sin for mirth; As gossips whisper of a trinket's worth Spied by ...Rate it:

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Ash Wednesday
John Keble
"Yes--deep within and deeper yet The rankling shaft of conscience hide, Quick let the swelling eye forget The tears that in the heart abide. Ca...Rate it:

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Aspens
Edward Thomas
All day and night, save winter, every weather, Above the inn, the smithy and the shop, The aspens at the cross-roads talk together Of rain, until ...Rate it:

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Astoundingly Sensitive
Nikhil Parekh
Immune to the most sacrilegiously lambasting religion; when every ingredient of my pricelessly symbiotic existence; was being barbarously pulverize...Rate it:

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At First. To Charlotte Cushman.
Sidney Lanier
My crippled sense fares bow'd along His uncompanioned way, And wronged by death pays life with wrong And I wake by night and dream by day. And th...Rate it:

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At Issue
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
THAT voice I hear,—how heard I cannot tell,— Although my home is this, seems from my home: There… still it trails along and murmurs “Come”; Like...Rate it:

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At School-Close
John Greenleaf Whittier
BOWDOIN STREET, BOSTON, 1877. The end has come, as come it must To all things; in these sweet June days The teacher and the scholar trust Their pa...Rate it:

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At the "J. C."
Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake
None ever knew his name, Honoured, or one of shame, Highborn or lowly; Only upon that tree Two letters, J and C, Carved by him, mark where he...Rate it:

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At the Moor
Georg Trakl
At the Moor Wanderer in the blackened wind. Dry reeds whisper in the stillness of the moor. A column of savage birds ensues in the dawning sky. Ov...Rate it:

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Aunt Chloe
Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
. I remember, well remember, . That dark and dreadful day, . When they whispered to me, "Chloe, . Your children's sold away!" 1. It ...Rate it:

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Australia
Edward George Dyson
Australia, my native land, A stirring whisper in your ear— 'Tis time for you to understand Your rating now is A1, dear. You've done some rousin...Rate it:

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Australia
Dowell O'Reilly
WHAT can we give in return For her beauty and mystery Of flowering forest, infinite plain, Deep sky and distant mountain-chain, And h...Rate it:

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Autumn’s Warnings
Augusta Davies Webster
SOFT voices of the woods, that make The summer air a harmony, Winged whispers through the leaves where wake Long wind-wafts dying in a sigh, Replie...Rate it:

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Ave
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Mother of the Fair Delight, Thou handmaid perfect in God's sight, Now sitting fourth beside the Three, Thyself a woman-Trinity,— Being a daughter b...Rate it:

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Ballad (1)
Georg Trakl
A heart laments: you do not find her, Her native country is probably far from here, And her face is strange! The night weeps by a door! In the ...Rate it:

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Bards of Passion and of Mirth, written on the Blank Page before Beaumont and Fletcher's Tragi-Comedy 'The Fair Maid of the Inn'
John Keats
BARDS of Passion and of Mirth, Ye have left your souls on earth! Have ye souls in heaven too, Doubled-lived in regions new? Yes, and those of h...Rate it:

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Bat, Bat, Come Under my Hat
Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts
(A Modernity) Twelve good friends Passed under her hat, And devil a one of them Knew where he was at. Had they but known, Then ha...Rate it:

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Be Captured.
Nikhil Parekh
Float in the valleys of eternally ravishing desire; letting each miserably tyrannized nerve of yours; being wholesomely consumed by the sensuously ...Rate it:

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Before an Examination
Stephen Vincent Benet
The little letters dance across the page, Flaunt and retire, and trick the tired eyes; Sick of the strain, the glaring light, I rise Yawning and...Rate it:

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Beloved, Let Us Once More Praise The Rain
Conrad Potter Aiken
Beloved, let us once more praise the rain. Let us discover some new alphabet, For this, the often praised; and be ourselves, The rain, the chick...Rate it:

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Betty
Lola Ridge
You can see the sandhills from our new room. Butterflies live in the sandhills and lizards and centipedes. If you keep very still lizards will thin...Rate it:

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Beyond Kerguelen
Henry Kendall
DOWN in the South, by the waste without sail on it— Far from the zone of the blossom and tree— Lieth, with winter and whirlwind and wail on ...Rate it:

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Birchbrook Mill
John Greenleaf Whittier
A NOTELESS stream, the Birchbrook runs Beneath its leaning trees; That low, soft ripple is its own, That dull roar is the sea's. Of human signs it...Rate it:

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Bishop Orders His Tomb at Saint Praxed's Church, Rome, The
Robert Browning
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews--sons mine . . . ah God, I know not! Well-- ...Rate it:

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