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Hesperia
Algernon Charles Swinburne
were it shame. Thine eyes that are quiet, thine hands that are tender, thy lips that are loving, CoRate it:

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Hexameters
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
; Place it on table or desk ; and your right hands loosely half-closing, Gently sustain them in airRate it:

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Hey brother, why do you want me to talk?
Kabir
get lost. Talk and talk and things get out of hand. Why not stop talking and think? If you meet sRate it:

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Hezekiah
Thomas Parnell
Cymbals, Harps, and Psaltries in their hand; He gave the Priests their trumpets, prompt to raise ThRate it:

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Hiawatha And Mudjekeewis
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Magic mittens made of deer-skin; When upon his hands he wore them, He could smite the rocks asunRate it:

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Hiawatha's Departure
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
and waited Hiawatha. Toward the sun his hands were lifted, Both the palms spread out against itRate it:

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Hiawatha's Wedding-Feast
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis, How the handsome Yenadizze Danced at Hiawatha's wedding; How the gentle Chibiabos, He the sweetest of music...Rate it:

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Hiawatha's Wooing
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Like the starlight or the moonlight Is the handsomest of strangers!" Thus dissuading spake NoRate it:

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Hildebrand And Hellelil
William Morris
‘O Hildebrand, In the name of God now stay thine hand. ‘O let my youngest brother live Tidings herRate it:

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Hill of the Foreskins
Harry Crosby
day is done and I can feel the pebbles in my hand crumble and crumble to a beach of sand whereon yoRate it:

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Hippodromania; Or, Whiffs From The Pipe
Adam Lindsay Gordon
noblest work is reckoned, Of the works of His hand, by sea or by land, The horse may at least rank Rate it:

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His Boys
Robert William Service
you watched me, Billy, as I took my cane in my hand; I vaulted over the sandbags into the pitchy niRate it:

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His Wife and Baby
Isabella Valancy Crawford
the dawning's glory; She kissed upon her hand The glowing golden band That bound the fine Rate it:

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Hitting It Up With Hitler
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
whittler, And the strong-arm band of the Iron Hand Go hitting it up with Hitler, Who can pretend toRate it:

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Holy Communion
John Keble
by turns on Jesus' part The Cross to every hand and heart. Refresh us, Lord, to hold it fast; And Rate it:

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Holy Fair, The
Robert Burns
Anither sighs an' prays: 86 On this hand sits a chosen swatch, 87 Wi' screw'd-up gracRate it:

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Holy Willie's Prayer
Robert Burns
that Presbyt'ry o' Ayr; Thy strong right hand, Lord make it bare Upo' their heads; Lord visit thRate it:

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Holy-Cross Day
Robert Browning
too? Shame, man! greedy beyond your years To handsel the bishop's shaving-shears? Fair play's a jewRate it:

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Home
Emily Dickinson
never quaked before. I fitted to the latch My hand, with trembling care, Lest back the awful doorRate it:

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Home
Kurt Philip Behm
Yellowstone, as Glacier took my hand At thirty, I wanted to live in Alaska Within Denali, wRate it:

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Home And Love
Robert William Service
each alone will seldom do; Somehow they travel hand and glove: If you win one you must have two, Rate it:

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Home Burial
Robert Frost
arrangement By which I'd bind myself to keep hands off Anything special you're a-mind to name. ThouRate it:

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Home In War-Time
Sydney Thompson Dobell
SHE turn’d the fair page with her fairer hand— More fair and frail than it was wont to be— O’er each remember’d thing he lov’d to see She lin...Rate it:

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Home-sick
Ada Cambridge
of parting came to rend, That gap no mason's hand can mend. And as for buried sorrows—one Hears evRate it:

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Homer Clapp
Edgar Lee Masters
that; And just with a distant clasp of the hand She bade me good-night, as I brought her home From Rate it:

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