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I hate work so
Lesbia Harford
I hate work so That I have found a way Of making one small task outlast the day. I will not leave The garden and the sun, In spite of all the ...Rate it:

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Idle Blessedness
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
I KNOW not how it is, I have the knack, In lazy moods, of seeking no excuse; But holding that man's ease must be the juice Of man's philosophy, ...Rate it:

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In London
Dora Wilcox
When I look out on London's teeming streets, On grim grey houses, and on leaden skies, My courage fails me, and my heart grows sick, And I remem...Rate it:

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In Spring
Ernest Christopher Dowson
See how the trees and the osiers lithe Are green bedecked and the woods are blithe, The meadows have donned their cape of flowers, The air is soft ...Rate it:

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In the shadows
Emily Pauline Johnson
I am sailing to the leeward, Where the current runs to seaward Soft and slow, Where the sleeping river grasses Brush my paddle as it passes ...Rate it:

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Jack-In-The-Box
James Whitcomb Riley
_(Grandfather, musing.)_ In childish days! O memory, You bring such curious things to me!-- Laughs to the lip--tears to the eye, In looking on the...Rate it:

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Joe
Emily Pauline Johnson
A meadow brown; across the yonder edge A zigzag fence is ambling; here a wedge Of underbush has cleft its course in twain, Till where beyond it sta...Rate it:

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Johnson’s Antidote
Andrew Barton Paterson
Down along the Snakebite River, where the overlanders camp, Where the serpents are in millions, all of the most deadly stamp; Where the station-c...Rate it:

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June
James Whitcomb Riley
Queenly month of indolent repose! I drink thy breath in sips of rare perfume, As in thy downy lap of clover-bloom I nestle like a drowsy child and ...Rate it:

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L'Albatros (The Albatross)
Charles Baudelaire
Souvent, pour s'amuser, les hommes d'équipage Prennent des albatros, vastes oiseaux des mers, Qui suivent, indolents compagnons de voyage, Le navir...Rate it:

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L'envoi
Rudyard Kipling
There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield, And the ricks stand gray to the sun, Singing: -- "Over then, come over, for th...Rate it:

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Lali
John Le Gay Brereton
While the summer day is hot You and I will loaf awhile, Lolling in a leafy spot, Lali of the cunning smile. You and I have little care How the “pr...Rate it:

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Le Léthé (Lethe)
Charles Baudelaire
Viens sur mon coeur, âme cruelle et sourde, Tigre adoré, monstre aux airs indolents; Je veux longtemps plonger mes doigts tremblants Dans l'épais...Rate it:

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Lemnos Visited
Leon Gellert
Oh Peace! The Peace I knew. I thought thee dead! And had not hoped again to see thy smile. I deemed thee dead, but thou hadst only fled, And his th...Rate it:

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Let Go & Let God
Mario William Vitale
love the grey in a lazy day bridge the gap in my dreams through twisted schemes filter through the notion of belonging mark the longing get a follo...Rate it:

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Lily's Menagerie
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
THERE'S no menagerie, I vow, Excels my Lily's at this minute; She keeps the strangest creatures in it, And catches them, she knows not how. Oh, ...Rate it:

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Lines Composed In A Concert-Room
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Nor cold nor stern my soul! Yet I detest These scented rooms, where to a gaudy throug, Heaves the proud harlot her distended breast In intricacies ...Rate it:

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Lonesome
Paul Laurence Dunbar
MOTHER's gone a-visitin' to spend a month er two, An', oh, the house is lonesome ez a nest whose birds has flew To other trees to build ag'in; the ...Rate it:

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Lord Rubadub
Menella Bute Smedley
'Neath the shade of a daisy, just two inches high, A poor little fairy sits weeping alone; She says, “What a desolate creature am I, My Lord Rubadu...Rate it:

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Lost and Given Over
Edwin James Brady
A Mermaid’s not a human thing, An’ courtin’ such is folly; Of flesh an’ blood I’d rather sing, What ain’t so melancholy. Oh, Berta! Loo! ...Rate it:

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Love Is priceless
Nikhil Parekh
Stones are lackadaisically worthless, Gutters are preposterously baseless, Greed is invidiously senseless, Depression is devastatingly meaningle...Rate it:

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Love Me - Poetry 2
Nikhil Parekh
Talk to me; perpetrating handsomely through my spells of inexplicable gloom, Look at me; admiring the gregarious contours of my face; making me f...Rate it:

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Lucasta At The Bath.
Richard Lovelace
I. I' th' autumn of a summer's day, When all the winds got leave to play, LUCASTA, that fair ship, is lanch'd, And from its crust this almond blanc...Rate it:

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Marshlands
Emily Pauline Johnson
A thin wet sky, that yellows at the rim, And meets with sun-lost lip the marsh's brim. The pools low lying, dank with moss and mould, Glint thr...Rate it:

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Maximum Pleasure
Nikhil Parekh
The soap derived maximum pleasure; in cleaning tons of disdainful dirt; scrupulously polishing each pore of the rotten body, The conglomerate of ...Rate it:

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