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Fears And Scruples
Robert Browning
bricks? 'What and if he, frowning, wake you, dreamy? Lay on you the blame that bricks--conceal? SRate it:

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Fit the Third ( Hunting of the Snark )
Lewis Carroll
with the Snark--every night after dark-- In a dreamy delirious fight: I serve it with greens in thoRate it:

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Fodder Through rhyme
Nikhil Parekh
from deep recesses of throbbing heart, And dreamy lips partially opened to light, Embroidered witRate it:

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From The Wreck
Adam Lindsay Gordon
behind us, and soon The dim dewy uplands were dreamy with light ; And full on our left flash'd 'TheRate it:

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Geotheos
Ambrose Bierce
valleys of roses and bees. Sing songs that are dreamy and tender, Of slender Arabian palms, And shRate it:

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Ghoul Care
Ralph Hodgson
of his soul A drowsy bee was droning, A dreamy bee was droning.' Prodigious Bat! Go start the waRate it:

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Good-By To The Cradle
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
the rhythm of slow-moving rocker Their sweet, dreamy fancies are fostered and fed; No more to lowRate it:

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Good-Night!
Alfred Austin
close, The lily yet more languid grows, And dewy-dreamy droops the rose: Good-night! Good-night! CRate it:

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Grandfather Bridgeman
George Meredith
robin still piped, but the blue, As a warm and dreamy palace with voices of larks ringing thro', Rate it:

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Green Things Growing
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
white of the weird moonlight Or the dim dreamy dawn when the cocks are crowing. I love, I love theRate it:

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Her Face.
Robert Crawford
feelings sweet as music stir When I gaze in her dreamy eyes, And breathe a perfume, as it were, FroRate it:

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Her Glass.
Robert Crawford
of beauty, as it were! When a man's heart with dreamy rapture Would at the least, least touch of heRate it:

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Hiawatha's Wooing
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
mat her hands lay idle, And her eyes were very dreamy. Through their thoughts they heard a fooRate it:

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Hippodromania; Or, Whiffs From The Pipe
Adam Lindsay Gordon
cloud on my listless eyes, With its spell on my dreamy brain, As I watch the circling vapours rise Rate it:

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Holger Drachmann
Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
now proudly rally, In nature's life and legend dreamy rest; The former chide, the latter lures to dRate it:

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Human Emotions
Nikhil Parekh
in a tranquil bliss spinning romantic webs in dreamy sedation, after assiduous amounts of labor exRate it:

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Hymn to Lauds Sunday
John Henry Newman
Beam on our bewilder'd mind, Till its dreamy shadows flee; Stones cry out where Thou hast shRate it:

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I Love The Tsarskoselsky Gardens
Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev
lofty palaces. Then dark the gardens grow and dreamy, The stars appear and turn a dome, Outlined byRate it:

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I Still failed
Nikhil Parekh
water to splash on my wholesomely lost and dreamy face, To get out of the baffling web of increduRate it:

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I Wanted The World To Recognize
Nikhil Parekh
tree, I wanted people to recognize me as a dreamy yawn fantasizing unrelentingly; not as matchboxRate it:

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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 44. How fares it with the happy dead?
Alfred Lord Tennyson
thee ranging with thy peers. If such a dreamy touch should fall, O turn thee round, resoRate it:

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In The Harbour: Possibilities
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
winds and strong? Perhaps there lives some dreamy boy, untaught In schools, some graduate of the fiRate it:

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In The Harbour: The Poet's Calendar
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
on the frigid Scorpion I ride, The dreamy air is full, and overflows With tender memories of the suRate it:

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In The Month When Sings The Cuckoo
Alfred Austin
grows, Cuckoo! Cuckoo! As we lie and hear in a dreamy doze, Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo! And smooth is tRate it:

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Irish Nocturne
Clive Staples Lewis
for ever upon her coasts Making them dim and dreamy lest her sons should ever arise And remember alRate it:

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