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'The Old Leaven'
Adam Lindsay Gordon
Mark: So, Maurice, you sail to-morrow, you say? And you may or may not return? Be sociable, man! for once in a way, Unless you're too old to learn....Rate it:

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'Twixt the Wings of the Yard
Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake
‘em. Fetching ‘em up to the wings of the yard. Mark that red leader now: what a fine bleeder now,Rate it:

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1989-2017 Poetic Work Of Mario William Vitale
Mario William Vitale
!Life is way too short,Press toward the goal or mark of our high calling that is in Christ Jesus ThRate it:

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5/16/18 Newest Poetic Pieces By Mario William Vitale
Mario William Vitale
rest I thirst through tea laves that quench mark the man willing to explore, seek solace as does a Rate it:

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A Ballad of Freedom
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
asked an extra cent! And in The morn They'll mark Their scorn, And show you they are free.' And onRate it:

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A Barefoot Boy
James Whitcomb Riley
A barefoot boy! I mark him at his play -- For May is here once more, and so is he, -- His dusty trousers, rolled half to the knee, And his bare ...Rate it:

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A Basket of Summer Fruit
Charles Harpur
yet With vegetable crystals stored within. Then mark these brilliant oranges, of which A by-gone PRate it:

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A Birthday Song. To S. G.
Sidney Lanier
clung and dropped and prayed, alway. But I did mark one lately-opened bloom, Wherefrom arose a visRate it:

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A British PHILIPPIC
Mark Akenside
Brethren, chain'd like Beasts of Prey: There mark your num'rous Glories, there behold The Look thatRate it:

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A Brother In Need
Henrik Johan Ibsen
wind-stript in the louring gloom, A cross to mark young Norway's tomb, The first dark testing-houRate it:

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A Captain Of Song
Francis Thompson
not dare One who has journeyed there; Ye shall mark well The mighty cruelties which arm and mar ThaRate it:

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A CARELESS MAN SCORNING AND DESCRIBING THE SUBTLE USAGE OF WOMEN TOWARD THEIR LOVERS
Henry Howard
crafty ways. I that among the rest do sit and mark the row, Find that in her is greater craft, thanRate it:

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A Child My Choice
Robert Southwell
I live, and cannot live amiss. Love's sweetest mark, laud's highest theme, man's most desired lighRate it:

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A Child's Battles
Algernon Charles Swinburne
his fall. If winds that prate and fret Remark, rebuke, regret, Lament, or blame The brave plant's Rate it:

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A Christ-child Day in Australia
Ethel Turner
breast aglow, On the white land a crimson mark, —Ah England, England’s snow! FRate it:

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A Commonplace Day
Thomas Hardy
and leave a memory sweet, sublime, Or mark him out in Time . . . --Yet, maybe, in some souRate it:

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A Company of Fiends
Joseph Mark Ippolito
Auld Nick fell frae glory grace Joseph Mark Ippolito...Rate it:

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A Day At Tivoli - Prologue
John Kenyon
who Have passed, as we must pass, away. Or mark o'er olive tree and vine Steep towns uphung; to winRate it:

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A Dedication. To Charlotte Cushman.
Sidney Lanier
though they lap again; Perchance such folk as mark the blur and stain Will say, `It was the beatinRate it:

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A Fable
William Cowper
morning came, when neighbour Hodge, Who long had mark'd her airy lodge, And destined all the treasuRate it:

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A Farewel To America to Mrs. S. W.
Phillis Wheatley
nor can I bear To see the crystal show'r, Or mark the tender falling tear At sad departure'Rate it:

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A Farm Walk
Christina Georgina Rossetti
And feel the bluff North blow again, And mark the sprouting thistle Set up on waste patch of the lRate it:

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A Figurative Description Of The Procedure Of Divine Love
William Cowper
dismay, Spread his plumes, and soar away; Now I mark his rapid flight; Now he leaves my aching sighRate it:

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A Fragment: When, To Their Airy Hall
George Gordon Lord Byron
may my shade behold no sculptured urns, To mark the spot where earth to earth returns! No lengthen'Rate it:

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A Ghost At The Dancing
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
children, wandering on through wintry fields, Mark on the hill the father's window shine, Amiel, Rate it:

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