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My Heart Is In The East
Yehudah HaLevi
precious in mine eyes to behold the dust of the desolate sanctuary. Translated by Nina Salaman Rate it:

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My Land and I
Henry Lawson
from the land where the sunset dies, By the desolate lonely shed, With the smile of faith in yourRate it:

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My Library
Robert William Service
* * My library is noble planned, Yet in it desolate I stand; And though my thousand books I pRate it:

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My November Guest
Robert Frost
grey Is silver now with clinging mist. The desolate, deserted trees, The faded earth, the heavy skRate it:

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New Space
Kurt Philip Behm
It’s those desolate interludes, that create the new space For our souls to exhale, —and our dreams to escape (Villanova Pennsylvania: November,...Rate it:

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Night-Scene in Genoa
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
and far-transmitted hate Hath made your country desolate; Now by the love ye bear her name, By thatRate it:

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Nineteen Hundred And Nineteen
William Butler Yeats
mar our solitude. The swan has leaped into the desolate heaven: That image can bring wildness, brinRate it:

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Noble Sisters
Christina Georgina Rossetti
to uproot the wrong, Come home across the desolate sea To woo me for his wife? And in his heart myRate it:

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Not Unto Endless Dark
William Wilfred Campbell
holds the human heart, And love laughs down the desolate dusks of death. Rate it:

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Nothing Formed In Vain
James Thomson
perfection, to the brink Of dreary nothing, desolate abyss! From which astonish'd thought, recoilinRate it:

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November
Robert Nichols
fatigue, and cold. Oozed from the bracken's desolate track, By dark rains havocked and drenched blRate it:

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O, Pity The Slave Mother
Anonymous Americas
aggression- She must weep as she treads on her desolate way. O, slave mother, hope! see-the nationRate it:

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Octopus
Arthur Clement Hilton
curling free, as a creeper That creeps in a desolate place, To enroll and envelop the sleeper Rate it:

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Ode
Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy
by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams; World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom thRate it:

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Ode To Autumn
Lord Alfred Douglas
that fly all night Before the stormy moon, thy desolate moans, All thy decays and rusts, Thy deathsRate it:

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Ode to Naples
Percy Bysshe Shelley
impious gawd, rend Error veil by veil; O’er Ruin desolate, O’er Falsehood’s fallen state, Sit thouRate it:

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Ode To Napoleon Buonaparte
George Gordon Lord Byron
be The madness of thy memory! V. The Desolator desolate! The Victor overthrown! The Arbiter of othRate it:

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Oh! Weep For Those
George Gordon Lord Byron
that wept by Babel's stream, Whose shrines are desolate, whose land a dream, Weep for the harp ofRate it:

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Oh, Tell Me, Ye Breezes
Henry Kendall
ye’ve traversed the wild, And passed o’er the desolate spot, Where reposeth in silence sweet NatureRate it:

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On A Summer’s Day
Hayyim Nahman Bialik
roof leaks and there’s moth in the heart and the desolate world sinks, sullen, in mire, then mercifRate it:

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On the Sea
John Keats
It keeps eternal whisperings around Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell Gluts twice ten thousand Caverns, till the spell Of Hecate leaves th...Rate it:

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One With The Ruined Sunset
William Ernest Henley
walks them as its own, These dreary and desolate reaches . . . But O, that it walked alone! Rate it:

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Orpheus
Edith Wharton
feet, the shadow of his own, Since, ’mid the desolate millions who have died, Each phantom walks itRate it:

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Our Own
James Whitcomb Riley
be,-- And, laughing, leave us: And, to-day, All desolate we cry Across wide waves of voiceless gravRate it:

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Over the Hills and Far Away
William Ernest Henley
Where forlorn sunsets flare and fade On desolate sea and lonely sand, Out of the silence and the shade What is the voice of strange command Calli...Rate it:

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