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El Extraviado
Alan Seeger
drift of the tinted rack. For the will to be losing no wonder of sunny or starlit skies I have chRate it:

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Equipment
Paul Laurence Dunbar
no hard up striving after glory, Catching and losing, gaining and failing, Raging me back at the woRate it:

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Fogarty's Gin
Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake
wind in our shirts, grip of knee, grip of rein, Losing ground, falling back, creeping forward agaiRate it:

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For Hans Carossa
Rainer Maria Rilke
Losing too is still ours; and even forgetting still has a shape in the kindgdom of transformation. When something's let go of, it circles; and thou...Rate it:

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For The Man Who Fails
Paul Laurence Dunbar
the cypress bough. There are gallant men in the losing fight, And as gallant deeds are done As everRate it:

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Fourth Sunday After Easter
John Keble
My Saviour, can it ever be That I should gain by losing Thee? The watchful mother tarries nigh, Though sleep have closed her infant's eye; For shou...Rate it:

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Fragment of Ballad
Sydney Thompson Dobell
even now is all so wholly thine That but by losing thee in me Or me in thee it never can be mine? Rate it:

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From Beyond
Duncan Campbell Scott
in the strife. I suffered there and held a losing fight Even to the grave; And now I know that it Rate it:

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From Citron-Bower
Hilda Doolittle
may calm her heart and cool her blood, for losing of her maidenhood. Rate it:

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Growing Old
Anonymous Americas
roundness Of the smoothly moulded cheek? Is it losing from the dimples Half the flashing joy they sRate it:

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Happiness
Amy Lowell
parts sorrow. Although we must die to-morrow, Losing every thought but this; Torn, triumphant, drowRate it:

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Haunted By Tigers
John Boyle O'Reilly
his evil ways had brought him 'thin an ace of losing heaven; Thank the Lord! his eyes were opened,Rate it:

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How Polly Paid For Her Keep
Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake
a lurch of the coach came, when, suddenly losing His balance, he fell to the earth all of a heap, Rate it:

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I
Rabindranath Tagore
'I' is not imprisoned within my bounds. Losing myself, I find him Beyond the borders of time and spRate it:

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I have a voice
Raina Nicole
bare..and in this cycle it spins.. outta my mind losing all track of time my head needed rest ..my Rate it:

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In Memoriam: Chris Kyle
Kurt Philip Behm
came back ‘from a war beyond winning or losing’ The best of the best too early to rest Rate it:

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In The First Elective Ministry
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
works were at a standstill, and the tribe was losing wealth. Not to mention that the House's sittinRate it:

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Isaac and Archibald
Edwin Arlington Robinson
to find out what it means To know that you are losing what was yours, To know that you are being Rate it:

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Lines in Defence of the Stage
William Topaz McGonagall
tragedy of Othello, which is sublime, Cassio losing his lieutenancy through drinking wine; And, in Rate it:

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Looking East
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
the spring with you across the sea-- Loving or losing, living or dying, Lord, remember, remember Rate it:

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Lord Of My Life
Rabindranath Tagore
while my arms round thee grow limp, my kisses losing their truth? Then break up the meeting of thisRate it:

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Memories Of Le Mans
Kurt Philip Behm
behind you, your legend—your nerve Worn tires losing traction, the edge of control Fate laughRate it:

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Midnight Encounter
Mario William Vitale
hollow footsteps; echoing pick up the pace, losing space, unusual turn, quicker perhaps chatterinRate it:

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Minnie And Mattie
Christina Georgina Rossetti
And bring them blowing. Don't wait for roses Losing to-day, O Minnie, Mattie, And wise little Rate it:

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My Coffin
Robert William Service
icy as a tomb And I was set to die. But e'er the losing of my wits I saw that coffin there, S smashRate it:

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