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The Poet And His Book
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Down, you mongrel, Death! Back into your kennel! I have stolen breath In a stalk of fennel! You shall scratch and you shall whine Many a night, and...Rate it:

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The Cosinic Curve
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Callithumpus Kevin Kerr was a young astronomer, Rich and handsome, eligible, sound and single, Somewhat absent as to mind, and peculiarly inclined ...Rate it:

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A Bridal In The Bois De Boulogne.
Mathilde Blind
HOW the lilacs, the lilacs are glowing and blowing! And white through the delicate verdure of May The blossoming boughs of the hawthorn are showi...Rate it:

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A Connachtman
Padraic Colum
IT'S my fear that my wake won't be quiet, Nor my wake house a silent place : For who would keep back the hundreds Who would touch my breast and my ...Rate it:

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Amelia Jane
David McKee Wright
In the lands away beyond the sea, where Khan and Sultan rule, Where they drink their coffee thick and black, and sip the sherbet cool, They have w...Rate it:

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At the Cedars
Duncan Campbell Scott
You had two girls -- Baptiste -- One is Virginie -- Hold hard -- Baptiste! Listen to me. The whole drive was jammed In that bend at the Cedars, T...Rate it:

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Day's End
Lesbia Harford
Little girls, You are gay, Little factory girls, At the end of your day. There you stand, Huddled close, On the back of a tram, Having taken...Rate it:

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Englishman In Italy, The
Robert Browning
PIANO DI SORRENTO Fort, Fort, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little feet! I was sure, if I tried, I could make y...Rate it:

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Farewell To The Children
Francis William Lauderdale Adams
IN the early summer morning I stand and watch them come, The Children to the School-house; They chatter and laugh and hum. The little boys with sat...Rate it:

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Harlem Shadows
Claude McKay
I hear the halting footsteps of a lass In Negro Harlem when the night lets fall Its veil. I see the shapes of girls who pass To bend and barter at ...Rate it:

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Mr. Molony’s Account Of The Ball
William Makepeace Thackeray
O will ye choose to hear the news, Bedad I cannot pass it o'er: I'll tell you all about the Ball To the Naypaulase Ambassador. Begor! this fete all...Rate it:

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My Dancin'-Days Is Over
James Whitcomb Riley
What is it in old fiddle-chunes 'at makes me ketch my breath And ripples up my backbone tel I'm tickled most to death?-- Kindo' like that sweet-sic...Rate it:

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On The Road To Gundagai
Andrew Barton Paterson
Oh, we started down from Roto when the sheds had all cut out. We'd whips and whips of Rhino as we meant to push about, So we humped our blues seren...Rate it:

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Street Scene—Little Lonsdale St.
Lesbia Harford
I wish you'd seen that dirty little boy, Finger at nose, Peeking and ginking at some girls in rows Seated on the high window-sills to rest. One...Rate it:

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The Ballad of the Elder Son
Henry Lawson
A son of elder sons I am, Whose boyhood days were cramped and scant, Through ages of domestic sham And family lies and family cant. Come, elder bro...Rate it:

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The Englishman In Italy
Robert Browning
PIANO DI SORRENTO Fort, Fort, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little feet! I was sure, if I tried, I could make y...Rate it:

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The Joy Ride
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Ah Gawd! It makes me sick to think Of what I 'eard an' seen; Poor 'Arry like a wet rag flung Across the wrecked machine; An' Rose, 'er far all chin...Rate it:

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The Recruit's Ball
Sydney Thompson Dobell
Fiddler loquitur Heigho, fiddlestick, fiddlestick, fiddlestick, Heigho, fiddlestick, fiddle for a king! Heigh, pretty Kitty! heigh, jolly Polly! U...Rate it:

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The Soldier Birds
Henry Lawson
I mind the river from Mount Frome To Ballanshantie’s Bridge, The Mudgee Hills, and Buckaroo, Lowe’s Peak, and Granite Ridge. The “tailers” in the c...Rate it:

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When Rody Came To Ironbark
Alice Guerin Crist
When Rody came to Ironbark, there spread a hectic glow around the little township - a dozen years ago, and the townsfolk were divided, twixt laught...Rate it:

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When The Sun Come After Rain
Robert Louis Stevenson
WHEN the sun comes after rain And the bird is in the blue, The girls go down the lane Two by two. When the sun comes after shadow And the singing ...Rate it:

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Black Slippers: Bellotti
Ezra Pound
At the table beyond us With her little suede slippers off, With her white-stocking'd feet Carefully kept from the floor by a napkin, She converses:...Rate it:

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A Classical Revival
William Schwenck Gilbert
At the outset I may mention it's my sovereign intention To revive the classic memories of Athens at its best, For my company possesses all the nece...Rate it:

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An Empty Crib
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Beside a crib that holds a baby’s stocking, A tattered picture book, a broken toy, A sleeping mother dreams that she is rocking Her fair-haired ...Rate it:

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Discharged
William Ernest Henley
Carry me out Into the wind and the sunshine, Into the beautiful world. O, the wonder, the spell of the streets! The stature and strength of the ho...Rate it:

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