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Jeckoyva
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
bending of the wild elm's wreath, When the dark hunter's piercing eye Had found that mountain rest Rate it:

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Johnnie's First Moose
William Henry Drummond
fader blow? You're lucky boy to-night, wit' hunter man lak me! Steady, Johnnie, steady-kip your heRate it:

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Juana
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
of the dead, yet glorious still to see, Like a hunter or a chief struck down while his heart and stRate it:

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Jubilate Agno: Fragment A
Christopher Smart
of God his father. Let Nimrod, the mighty hunter, bind a Leopard to the altar, and consecrate hisRate it:

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Kaa’s Hunting
Rudyard Kipling
pride. Be clean, for the strength of the hunter is known by the gloss of his hide. If ye find that Rate it:

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King Volmer and Elsie
John Greenleaf Whittier
wood resounds with cry of hounds and blare of hunter's horn. In the garden of her father little ElRate it:

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Lichtenberg
Rudyard Kipling
and brass-bands; And my little homestead on Hunter River And my new vines joining hands. It all camRate it:

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Lines Suggested By The Fourteenth Of February - I
Charles Stuart Calverley
to wake, and think of you. When the hunter's ringing bugle Sounds farewell to field and copse, AndRate it:

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Lob
Edward Thomas
when icicles hung by the wall. As Herne the Hunter he has known hard times. On sleepless nights he Rate it:

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Longfellow
Henry Van Dyke
mill-hand bound to a clacking machine; and the hunter in the forest; And the solitary soul hiding fRate it:

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Lord Nevil's Advice
Ada Cambridge
graceful grey disguise. “The world-wise husband-hunter—she Who knows no love but love of gold, AndRate it:

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Lucille
Robert William Service
trap around on the frozen ground, as a proper hunter ought, And beasts I'd find of every kind, but Rate it:

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Marmion: Introduction to Canto II.
Sir Walter Scott
rocking hills reply, To hoof-clang, hound, and hunter's cry, And bugles ringing lightsomely.' Of sRate it:

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Marsupial Bill
James Brunton Stephens
should you ask how such a one A mighty hunter grew, So many flying does outsped, So many boomers slRate it:

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Mont Blanc: Lines Written in the Vale of Chamouni
Percy Bysshe Shelley
storms alone, Save when the eagle brings some hunter's bone, And the wolf tracks her there--hRate it:

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Mr. Barney Maguire's Account of The Coronation
Richard Harris Barham
Majesty a glorious reign!' And Sir Claudius Hunter he did confront her, All in his scarlet gown aRate it:

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My Friend has fled
Shams al-Din Hafiz
bitter wine Of Separation into it and fled. The hunter she, and I the helpless prey; Wounded and sRate it:

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Naked In The Forest
Kurt Philip Behm
When you become a victim, the hunter turns to prey And the wolves now beckoned —call (Dreamsleep: April, 2020)Rate it:

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Natural Theology
Andrew Lang
water-springs.' So Qing, King Nqsha's Bushman hunter, spoke, Beside the camp-fire, by the fountainRate it:

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Nessmuk
James Whitcomb Riley
and serene: These three, O Nessmuk, gathered hunter-wise, Are camped on hither slopes of Paradise TRate it:

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Newest Poems Of Mario Wlliam Vitale
Mario William Vitale
such as Writerscafe, Neopoet, Hello poetry, Poem Hunter, Booksie, Poetryvibe, Poetrysoup, StarlifecRate it:

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November
John Keble
the moor the brief November day. Now the tired hunter winds a parting note, And Echo bids good-nigRate it:

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O my friends
Mirabai
live in the deer as she runs toward the hunter's call, In the partridge that swallows hot coals forRate it:

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Occultation of Orion, The
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
star, Stood the great giant Algebar, Orion, hunter of the beast! His sword hung gleaming by his sidRate it:

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Ode to Joy
Anonymous Americas
with spear and arrow In the woods the hunter strayed… Woe to all poor wreteches stranded On those Rate it:

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