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Christ's Triumph after Death (excerpts)
Giles Fletcher The Younger
forsaken Of all the world, that from his aid did fly, Now by the Saints into their armies takenRate it:

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Christmas Day
John Keble
His swaddling bands, And in His manger laid, The Hope and Glory of all lands Is cRate it:

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Cinderella
Henry Lawson
has grown so wise It does without the fairies’ aid; And who can find a prince that tries The shoe uRate it:

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Colemira : A Culinary Eclogue
William Shenstone
even that salute: 'Twas sure misplaced-Shock said, or seem'd to say, He had as lief I had the kick,Rate it:

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Colemira. A Culinary Eclogue
William Shenstone
even that salute: 'Twas sure misplaced-Shock said, or seem'd to say, He had as lief I had the kick,Rate it:

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Composed At The Same Time And On The Same Occasion
William Wordsworth
I, the impassioned strain, Which, without aid of numbers, I sustain, Like acceptation from the WorlRate it:

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Concerning Resolution
Thomas Parnell
made Kind heavn forgive the fault & lend thine aid. If by thy law we must temptations find If theseRate it:

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Conclusion
Sa di
been completed, and Allah had been invoked for aid! By the grace of the Almighty, may his name be hRate it:

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Considerations - On Part Of The 88th Psalm. A College Exercise
Matthew Prior
to my destined place; There none obtain thy aid, or sing thy praise, Soon shall I lie in death's deRate it:

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Crimean War
James McIntyre
helpless on land. When the British Lion offered aid to the turk, Round many lips a sneer of seriouRate it:

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Cupid And Ganymede
Matthew Prior
extreamly odd. And Thou, unhappy Child, She said (Her Anger by her Grief allay'd) Unhappy Child, wRate it:

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Custer: Book Second
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I Oh, for the power to call to aid, of mine Own humble Muse, the famed and sacred nine. Then might she fitly sing, and only then, Of those intrepi...Rate it:

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Cyder: Book I
John Arthur Phillips
hopes an Apple-Vintage, and invokes Pomona's Aid in vain. The miry Fields, Rejoycing in rich Rate it:

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David
Thomas Parnell
waving-azure plumes, and gilded arms, Displaid the glories, and the toils of fight, Demanded fame, Rate it:

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De Amore
Ernest Christopher Dowson
no words of his shall ever move Her maiden heart to own Him lord and destined master of her own: IsRate it:

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Deborah
Thomas Parnell
Israel or they perish here. How swift is Mercys aid, behold it fly On rushing tempests through ye Rate it:

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Democritus And His Neighbors
Anne Kingsmill Finch
hearing, you was with much Skill endu'd, Your Aid we sought. Hippocrates amaz'd, Now on the Sage,Rate it:

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Design and Performance
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
O friend! O linked with each high thought! Aid me, of those rich visions to detain All I may grasRate it:

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Desiring to Be Given up to God
Augustus Montague Toplady
how should I rise? I wander, Lord, without thy aid, And lose my way in midnight's shade. Thy brighRate it:

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Despondency
Anne Brontë
on my sins, And called on Heaven to aid My spirit in her firm resolves And hear the vRate it:

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Dies Irae
Thomas Babbington Macaulay
thee face to face. Hear and pity, hear and aid, Spare the creatures thou hast made. Mercy, mercyRate it:

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Dirge In Cymbeline
William Taylor Collins
DEAD. TO fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweeRate it:

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Don Juan: Canto The Thirteenth
George Gordon Lord Byron
Redressing injury, revenging wrong, To aid the damsel and destroy the caitiff; Opposing singly Rate it:

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Donica - A Ballad
Robert Southey
many other virgins, as soon as he beheld her he said, "fair Maids, why keep you company with the deRate it:

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Drury-lane Prologue Spoken by Mr. Garrick
Samuel Johnson
betray'd, 28 And Virtue call'd Oblivion to her aid. 29 Then crush'd by rules, and weakenRate it:

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