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The Bard
Thomas Gray
on thy banners wait, Tho' fanned by Conquest's crimson wing They mock the air with idle state. HelmRate it:

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The Bayadere. An Indian Tale (2) Ending
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
each, but different all: One with that pure but crimson flush That marks the maiden's first love blRate it:

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The Female Exile
Charlotte Smith
of sorrow, To seek the gloss'd shell, or the crimson weed stray; Amused with the present, they heedRate it:

(5.00 / 1 vote)
The March of Ivan
Henry Lawson
the black dots on the snow. By black dots and crimson splashes you may trace poor Ivan’s track— AndRate it:

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The Night Journey
Rupert Brooke
room.… —There is an end appointed, O my soul! Crimson and green the signals burn; the gloom Is hRate it:

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The Thessalian Fountain
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
her to lave her ivory feet, and cool The crimson beauty of her sleep-warm cheek, And bind her rufflRate it:

(5.00 / 1 vote)
The Troubadour. Canto 4 E (Reunion)
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
as I saw the boughs give way Before the crimson pennons' play; To other days my fancy went, Call'd Rate it:

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There is Blood on the Earth
John Boyle O'Reilly
Lo! vain is the hand that tries To cover the crimson stain: It spreads like a plague, and criesRate it:

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Anna Akhmatova
The entire world will turn the colour of crimson stone, and your heart, as then, will turn to fire.Rate it:

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Vision Of Columbus - Book 9
Joel Barlow
unsettled age; Yet no rude war, that sweeps the crimson plain, Shall dare disturb the labours of thRate it:

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War-Song Of The Spanish Patriots
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
laurel-crown, The hero's prize! High the crimson banner wave! Ours be conquest or the grave! SpiriRate it:

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Willow Poem
William Carlos Williams
fallen nor bitten by the sun turned orange or crimson. The leaves cling and grow paler, swing and gRate it:

(5.00 / 2 votes)
You Will Hear Thunder
Anna Akhmatova
The rim Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson, And your heart, as it was then, will be on fRate it:

(5.00 / 1 vote)
Memorial Day
Joyce Kilmer
and fought the fight. Through flying lead and crimson steel They plunged for Freedom and the RightRate it:

(4.33 / 3 votes)
Fancy In Nubibus, Or The Poet In The Clouds
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
cheek aslant see rivers flow of gold 'Twixt crimson banks; and then, a traveller, go From mount to Rate it:

(4.25 / 4 votes)
has shortened Sight of sacrificed committed, crimson shadows where they have fallen See emotions noRate it:

(4.14 / 7 votes)
At Bay
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
warm rain, blowing from the south. (But, ah, the crimson madness of her mouth!) Wife You would nRate it:

(4.00 / 1 vote)
James Whitcomb Riley
off the summer-hat, and flaps the fold Of many a crimson cloak, and twirls the dust In spiral shapeRate it:

(4.00 / 1 vote)
Easter Even
Christina Georgina Rossetti
you the Sabbath length: The Sun that went down crimson in the west Shall rise renewed in strength. Rate it:

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In Hospital
Boris Pasternak
town. There, far off the city was glowing All crimson-aflame; in its swell A maple-branch, ragged,Rate it:

(4.00 / 1 vote)
Introduction To The Song Of Hiawatha
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
the tangled barberry-bushes Hang their tufts of crimson berries Over stone walls gray with mosses, Rate it:

(4.00 / 2 votes)
My New-Cut Ashlar
Rudyard Kipling
My New-Cut ashlar takes the light Where crimson-blank the windows flare. By my own work before the night, Great Overseer, I make my prayer. If the...Rate it:

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On My Own Feet
Nikhil Parekh
of the avalanche; metamorphosing passionately crimson blood in my veins; into stoically white ice, Rate it:

(4.00 / 1 vote)
The Criminal
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
awe, and then beats rapidly : Flushes a sudden crimson on his face, Passes, and leaves it deadlieRate it:

(4.00 / 1 vote)
À Une Dame Créole (To A Creole Lady)
Charles Baudelaire
the sun caresses, I knew, under a canopy of crimson trees And palms from which indolence rains inRate it:

(3.00 / 1 vote)

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