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Endymion: Book III
John Keats
sessions for a season due. Yet few of these far majesties, ah, few! Have bared their operations to Rate it:

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Envoy For "A Child's Garden Of Verses"
Robert Louis Stevenson
following Little Ray, To wondrous countries far away. Well, and just so this volume can Transport eRate it:

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Epipsychidion (excerpt)
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Our bark is as an albatross, whose nest Is a far Eden of the purple East; And we between her wRate it:

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Epistle To John Hamilton Reynolds
John Keats
de Saint Aldebrim; Then there's a little wing, far from the sun, Built by a Lapland witch turn'd Rate it:

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Epochs
Emma Lazarus
without a stain, Faint, gray-blue dewy mists on far-off hills, Warm, yellow sunlight flooding mead Rate it:

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Evangeline: Part The Second. I.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
without an end, and without an example in story. Far asunder, on separate coasts, the Acadians landRate it:

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Evangeline: Part The Second. II.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
IT was the month of May. Far down the Beautiful River, Past the Ohio shore and past the mouth of the Wabash, Into the golden stream of the broad an...Rate it:

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Fairyland
Anne Glenny Wilson
streamlet repeated its one silver word, And far away, o'er the depths of wood-land, Floated theRate it:

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Farewell
Sydney Thompson Dobell
looming land? Dost thou wave with thy white hand Farewell, farewell? I could think that thou art neRate it:

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Farewell Address at the Argyle Hall
William Topaz McGonagall
Fellow Citizens of Dundee. I now must bid farewell to ye. For I am going to London far away. But when I will return again I cannot say. Farewell!...Rate it:

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Finding
Rupert Brooke
night), And no meaning in the voices. . . . Far over the lands and through The dark, beyond the ocRate it:

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Fit the Fifth ( Hunting of the Snark )
Lewis Carroll
felt queer. He thought of his childhood, left far far behind-- That blissful and innocent state-Rate it:

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Fogarty's Gin
Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake
sun-blasted tree, Till again a dark streak of far timber arises; And anon, through the thick of aRate it:

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For A Child
Harriet Monroe
quick to the call. Out of my arms into that far unknown Swiftly you run, nor seem to fear at all.Rate it:

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Fourth Sunday After Easter
John Keble
word, When heaven's bright boundless avenue Far opened on their eager view, And homeward to Thy FatRate it:

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Fragments Pts 1, 11, 111
Victor James Daley
in the land But the salt sea tide, that did roll Far past the places where, till then, The sweet stRate it:

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From Faust - IV. Chorus Of Spirits
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
stones it goes,-- Leaving the hilly lands Far, far behind,-- Into a sea expands, Loving to wind RRate it:

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Gertrude of Wyoming
Thomas Campbell
German changed his sword to pruning-hook. Nor far some Andalusian saraband Would sound to many a nRate it:

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Grave, The (excerpt)
Robert Blair
and sympathy made one? A tie more stubborn far than Nature's band. Friendship! mysterious cemRate it:

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Hannah Thomburn
Henry Lawson
her out of a story Too sordid and selfish by far, They left me the innocent glory Of love that was Rate it:

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Haymaking
Edward Thomas
After night's thunder far away had rolled The fiery day had a kernel sweet of cold, And in the perfect blue the clouds uncurled, Like the first god...Rate it:

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Her Last Letter
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
your eyes shone down upon me, And you seemed so far-so far. And then? Well, then, you loved me, LoRate it:

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Hermann And Dorothea - IV. Euterpe
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
good timber, Enter'd the garden which stretch'd far away to the walls of the borough, Walk'd acrossRate it:

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Heroic Poem in Praise of Wine
Hilaire Belloc
the City walls, the Temple grove, Till, far upon the horizon-glint, a gleam Of light, of trembling Rate it:

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Hiawatha's Fishing
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
water He could see the fishes swimming Far down in the depths below him; See the yellow perch, tRate it:

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