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Jump-To-Glory Jane
George Meredith
stupid stare. XIII When turnips were a filling crop, In scorn they jumped a butcher's shop: Or, sRate it:

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L'Allegro
John Milton
at the fire his hairy strength, And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin Rate it:

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Love Among The Ruins
Robert Browning
thro' the twilight, stray or stop As they crop--- Was the site once of a city great and gay, Rate it:

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Love Among The Ruins
Robert Browning
thro' the twilight, stray or stop As they crop-- Was the site once of a city great and gay, (So theRate it:

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My Baby Daughter's Originality.
Nikhil Parekh
aura, Not her rushing to me like wounded crop at the tiniest fall which happened quite inadvertenRate it:

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My Prime of Youth Is But a Frost of Cares
Chidiock Tichborne
My feast of joy is but a dish of pain, My crop of corn is but a field of tares, And all my good Rate it:

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My Tenants
Helen Hunt Jackson
with a certain veiled delight, Hear half the crop is lost by blight. Letter of the law these mayRate it:

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New Things Are Best
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
with the storm winds blowing Bears me a wild crop with strange fancies on it. Last year I wore yourRate it:

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Ode II: To Sleep
Mark Akenside
tuneful birds lie hush'd in sleep, With all that crop the verdant food, With all that skim the crysRate it:

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Old Spense
Isabella Valancy Crawford
store on muscle; B'liev'd in hustlin' in the crop, An' prayin' on the last load top! An' yet he heRate it:

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On A Country Life
James Thomson
paw and scrape the ground: They cheerfully do crop the insipid grass, The shepherds sighing, cry,Rate it:

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On the Dark, Still, Dry Warm Weather
Gilbert White
upturn His mellow glebe, best pledge of future crop: With glee the gardener eyes his smoking bedsRate it:

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On the Death of Adrienne Lecouvreur, A Celebrated Actress
Voltaire
wither in our fields, And France no more a crop of merit yields: Wherefore you gods do all our glorRate it:

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On The Death Of Damon. (Translated From Milton)
William Cowper
weeds now shame my fields, And what a mildew'd crop the furrow yields! My rambling vines unwedded tRate it:

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Orange And Green Will Carry The Day
Thomas Davis
we till the wrath they bequeathed, Red was the crop, and bitter the pay! Freedom fled us! Knaves miRate it:

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Orange And Green Will Carry The Day
Thomas Osborne Davis
we till the wrath they bequeathed, Red was the crop, and bitter the pay! Freedom fled us! Knaves miRate it:

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Our Relation
Nikhil Parekh
as fantastically perpetual as that between the Crop and the Soil; which never ever could marry and Rate it:

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Oxford Cheese Ode
James McIntyre
nearly robbed of all their charms, O'er cropped the weary land grew poor And nearly barren as a mooRate it:

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Paradise Lost: Book 12
John Milton
Labouring the soil, and reaping plenteous crop, Corn, wine, and oil; and, from the herd or flock,Rate it:

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Penalizing Hell
Nikhil Parekh
they were blessed with; divinely blooming crop; marvelously pacifying the hunger of; those weeping Rate it:

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Philiper Flash
James Whitcomb Riley
he, 'don't you know If he keeps on so What a crop of wild oats the boy will grow!' But his dear goRate it:

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Phillis, Or, the Progress of Love
Jonathan Swift
Phillis went; The Groom was wisht to saddle Crop, For John must neither light nor stop; But findRate it:

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Preparatory Meditations - First Series: 29
Edward Taylor
stock. Thy glory then I'll make my fruits and crop. Rate it:

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Proletaria
Bernard O'Dowd
Hope that never nears. Wherever Plenty’s crop invites Our pitiful brigades, LuRate it:

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Prop: 2, L: 11 E: Quicunque &c
Thomas Parnell
less then boyes Who barter all things for a crop of toyes He wisely too his roving pow'r bestowd— &Rate it:

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