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The Hunter Of The Prairies
William Cullen Bryant
Ay, this is freedom!--these pure skies Were never stained with village smoke: The fragrant wind, that through them flies, Is breathed from wastes b...Rate it:

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The Hunter's Even-Song
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
THE plain with still and wand'ring feet, And gun full-charged, I tread, And hov'ring see thine image sweet, Thine image dear, o'er head. In gent...Rate it:

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The Hunter's Indian Dove
Charles Harpur
DARK is her cheek, but her blood’s rich blush Comes through its dusk with a sunset flush, While joy, like a prairie-bee, slaketh its drouth At the ...Rate it:

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The Woodman And The Money Hunter
George Moses Horton
Throughout our rambles much we find; The bee trees burst with honey; Wild birds we tame of every kind, At once they seem to be resign'd; I know...Rate it:

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Time Hunter
Kurt Philip Behm
Words of malice, curses flamed, hiding in the past No license needed to hunt through time —the present armed en masse (Dreamsleep: March, 2020)Rate it:

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The Hunting Horn Of Chalemagne
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
that joyous blast have borne:-- Dead is the hunter!--silent be the horn! Sound not the horn! BetRate it:

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The Little General
Edwin Muir
a name, And like the pious ritual of a faith, Hunter and quarry in the boundless trap, The whiteRate it:

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Cadyow Castle
Sir Walter Scott
snort; uncoupled stag-hounds bay, And merry hunters quit the bower. The drawbridge falls - they huRate it:

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Malcolm's Katie: A Love Story - Part II.
Isabella Valancy Crawford
to sweep between two fierce red suns Which, hunter-wise, shot at their glaring balls Keen shafts, wRate it:

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The Voyage of Telegonus
Henry Kendall
the less how fleet Telegonus, The brass-clad hunter, first took oar and smote Swift eastward-going Rate it:

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The Walker of the Snow
Charles Dawson Shanly
tell you as we go,— The blight of the Shadow-hunter, Who walks the midnight snow. To the cold DRate it:

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The chatter of a death-demon from a tree-top
Stephen Crane
Had marked the rise of his agony -- This lone hunter. The grey-green woods impassive Had watcheRate it:

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A Roosevelt
Ruben Dario
Roosevelt The voice that would reach you, Hunter, must speak in Biblical tones, or in the poetry oRate it:

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A Sabbath Scene
John Greenleaf Whittier
close behind her, whip in hand, A lank-haired hunter strided. She raised a keen and bitter cry, To Rate it:

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Anashuya And Vijaya
William Butler Yeats
heard of us, you have come forth so newly, You hunter of the fields afar! Ah, you will know my loveRate it:

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Atalanta's Race
William Morris
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow but seldom bent, Now at ...Rate it:

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Carric-Thura
James Macpherson
dread the wind; no more the rustling tree. The hunter is far removed, he is in the field of graves.Rate it:

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Different Emotions On The Same Spot
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
my affliction, Conceal thy delight! THE HUNTER. To-day I'm rewarded; Rich booty's afforded By FRate it:

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Early Days of Rockford
Julia A Moore
eighteen and forty-three, Then came the Hunter brothers To keep him company. Lapham and Hunter BrotRate it:

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Hide and Seek
Henry Van Dyke
silence, down the woods of June, Hark, a little hunter's voice comes running with a tune. "Hide andRate it:

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How The Robin Came
John Greenleaf Whittier
his pity in his pride. 'You shall be a hunter good, Knowing never lack of food; You shall be a warrRate it:

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Love The Wild Swan
Robinson Jeffers
of the splendor of things. Unlucky hunter, Oh bullets of wax, The lion beauty, the wild-swan wings,Rate it:

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Pictures From Theocritus
William Lisle Bowles
with the forest chase, Pan, the great hunter god, sleeps in this place. Beneath the branching elm, Rate it:

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Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám
Edward Fitzgerald
puts the Stars to Flight: And Lo! the Hunter of the East has caught The Sultan's Turret iRate it:

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Temora - Book VIII
James Macpherson
and clothed them over with ice; white to the hunter's early eye, the billows still seem to roll. HeRate it:

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