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AN ELEGY Upon the most Incomparable K. Charles the First
Henry King
Call for amazed thoughts, a wounded sense And bleeding Hearts at our Intelligence. Call for that Trump of Death the Mandrakes Groan Which kills ...Rate it:

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An Epistle To William Hogarth
Charles Churchill
Amongst the sons of men how few are known Who dare be just to merit not their own! Superior virtue and superior sense, To knaves and fools, will al...Rate it:

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An Exhortation
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Chameleons feed on light and air: Poets' food is love and fame: If in this wide world of care Poets could but find the same With as little toil...Rate it:

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An Hymne In Honour Of Love
Edmund Spenser
Love, that long since hast to thy mighty powre Perforce subdude my poor captived hart, And raging now therein with restlesse stowre, Doest tyranniz...Rate it:

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An Indian at the Burial-Place of his Fathers.
William Cullen Bryant
It is the spot I came to seek,-- My fathers' ancient burial-place Ere from these vales, ashamed and weak, Withdrew our wasted race. It is the spot-...Rate it:

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An Outdoor Reception
John Greenleaf Whittier
On these green banks, where falls too soon The shade of Autumn's afternoon, The south wind blowing soft and sweet, The water gliding at nay feet, T...Rate it:

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Andromeda Unfettered
Muriel Stuart
ANDROMEDA. Chained to the years by the measureless wrong of man, Here I hang, here I suffer, here I cry, Since the light sprang forth from the dar...Rate it:

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Aneurin's Harp
George Meredith
I Prince of Bards was old Aneurin; He the grand Gododin sang; All his numbers threw such fire in, Struck his harp so wild a twang; - Still the wak...Rate it:

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Anorexic
William Andrews
Is it you WHO has become mentally thin in your thinking are the bones of your morals beginning to show through the stretched cracking skin ...Rate it:

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Antara
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
How many singers before me! Are there yet songs unsung? Dost thou, my sad soul, remember where was her dwellingplace? Tents in Jiwá, the fair wádi,...Rate it:

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Ariosto. Orlando Furioso, Canto X, 91-99
Alan Seeger
Ruggiero, to amaze the British host, And wake more wonder in their wondering ranks, The bridle of his winged courser loosed, And clapped his spu...Rate it:

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Artists Are Not Taught; They Are Born
Nikhil Parekh
The bird didn't need to be taught how to catch fish; its astounding ability to dive; its lanky beak and the hunger in its dainty stomach; were simp...Rate it:

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As Bronze May Be Much Beautified
Wilfred Owen
As bronze may be much beautified By lying in the dark damp soil, So men who fade in dust of warfare fade Fairer, and sorrow blooms their soul. Lik...Rate it:

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Assassin
Harry Crosby
I exchange eyes with the Mad Queen. The mirror crashes against my face and bursts into a thousand suns. all over the city flags cracle and bang. Fo...Rate it:

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Astrophel
Edmund Spenser
A Pastorall Elegie vpon the death of the most Noble and valorous Knight, Sir Philip Sidney. Dedicated To the most beautifull and vertuous Ladie, t...Rate it:

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At Algeciras - A Meditaton Upon Death
William Butler Yeats
The heron-billed pale cattle-birds That feed on some foul parasite Of the Moroccan flocks and herds Cross the narrow Straits to light In the rich m...Rate it:

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At Shelley’s Grave
Alfred Austin
Beneath this marble, mute of praise, Is hushed the heart of One Who, whilst it beat, had eagle's gaze To stare upon the sun. Equal in flight To any...Rate it:

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At The West India Docks
Francis William Lauderdale Adams
(A Memory of August, 1883) I STOOD in the ghastly gleaming night by the swollen, sullen flow Of the dreadful river that rolls her tides through th...Rate it:

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Auguries of Innocence
William Blake
To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour. A Robin Red brea...Rate it:

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August
Algernon Charles Swinburne
THERE WERE four apples on the bough, Half gold half red, that one might know The blood was ripe inside the core; The colour of the leaves was more ...Rate it:

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Autobiography
Nikhil Parekh
i occur in spots of irregular proportions, i might be black, brown or blue, i hold great significance in tuning a human being, i am present righ...Rate it:

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Autotown
Gerry Green
The white widow falls into a graveyard of grey ,Amoungst the skeletal scaffolding of bricks and mortar, leftover structures struggle to survive a s...Rate it:

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Autotown
Gerry Fehily
The white widow falls into a graveyard of grey ,Amoungst the skeletal scaffolding of bricks and mortar, leftover structures struggle to survive a s...Rate it:

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Ayin Nedivah ('Generous Eye'): Qasida for Solomon Ibn Ghiyyat
Yehudah HaLevi
I can’t stop crying. My eyes are like peddler women. What they buy is: you are gone. What they sell is: tears, And business is good: Enough tears f...Rate it:

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Beak-Bashing Boy
Robert William Service
But yesterday I banked on fistic fame, Figgerin' I'd be a champion of the Ring. Today I've half a mind to quit the Game, For all them rosy dreams h...Rate it:

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