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An Epistle Of The Right Honourable Sir Robert Walpole
Richard Savage
bleed in mem'ry here from ancient times. Mark first the robe abus'd Religion wore, Story'd with grRate it:

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An Improver
Lesbia Harford
lifted up her head to let me see A little rosy mark beneath the chin— The mark of kisses. If her Rate it:

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At First. To Charlotte Cushman.
Sidney Lanier
That hath wept his visage pale, And the healthy mark 'twixt dark and light In sickly sameness out dRate it:

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Birds, Batsmen and Bowlers
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
. . . But, as our bowlers take the field, We mark them with a mental eye, Striving against the mimRate it:

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Botany Bay Eclogues 02 - Elinor
Robert Southey
have mine eyes surveyed the blue expanse, And mark'd the wild wind swell the ruffled surge, And seeRate it:

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Cadyow Castle
Sir Walter Scott
canst turn, To draw oblivion's pall aside, And mark the long-forgotten urn. Then, noble maid! at tRate it:

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Cathloda — Duan II
James Macpherson
fall like a fire from heaven, whose place is not marked on the ground. He comes like an eagle, fromRate it:

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Don Juan: Canto The Ninth
George Gordon Lord Byron
life to terror, even though in its sheath: Mark how its lipless mouth grins without breath! Mark Rate it:

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Double Red Daisies
Robert Graves
in the garden. Double red daisy, that’s my mark: I paint it in all my books! It’s carved high upRate it:

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Fifth Sunday After Epiphany
John Keble
may Thine ear, that sealed seems, In pity mark our mournful themes!" Thus in her lonely hour Rate it:

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Frankenstein
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
picture surely this of peace, of planty. We mark within these sylvan scenes The whirr and clatter oRate it:

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Golfre, Gothic Swiss Tale
Mary Darby Robinson
hill floated. And yet, his pray'r was little mark'd With pure and calm devotion; For oft, upon theRate it:

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Harvest Hymn
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
around Her flowing treasures on the ground. Oh! mark the great, the liberal hand, That scatters bleRate it:

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Here Died
Henry Lawson
run, where the scrub is everywhere, And they mark positions for every gun and every unit there. Rate it:

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Hint From The Mountains For Certain Political Pretenders
William Wordsworth
brave spirit with the war in The stormy skies! 'Mark him, how his power he uses, Lays it by, at wiRate it:

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His Epitaph
William Henry Ogilvie
at the back of No Man’s Land, Where the mulgas mark the furlongs and a dead log marks the stand, ThRate it:

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Hymn 23 part 2
Isaac Watts
A hopeful youth falling short of heaven. Mark 10:21. Must all the charms of nature, then, So hopeless to salvation prove? Can hell demand, can h...Rate it:

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I'm Growing Old
Anonymous Americas
the change that comes With such an even pace; I mark not when the wrinkles fall Upon my fading faceRate it:

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If The Constitution Should Crumble
Mario William Vitale
legislators & government officials. Mark the one willing to arise to the occasion and be brave Rate it:

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It Is Later Than You Think
Robert William Service
merry, bock in hand, Saucers stacked to mark their score. Get you gone, you jolly scamps; Let your Rate it:

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John Brown
Edwin Arlington Robinson
when the most attended. So it was God set the mark of his inscrutable Necessity on one that was tRate it:

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John Mitchel
John Boyle O'Reilly
his harness on him: Rigid and cold and white, Marking the place of the vanguard Still in the ancRate it:

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Johnson’s Antidote
Andrew Barton Paterson
gaze on me— Scientific men in thousands, men of mark and men of note, Rushing down the Mooki RiveRate it:

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Largo E Mesto
William Ernest Henley
and dirt and wet, The afflicted City. prone from mark to mark In shameful occultation, seems A nighRate it:

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Last Words to a Dumb Friend
Thomas Hardy
bid his memory fade, Better blot each mark he made, Selfishly escape distress By contrived forgetfuRate it:

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