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Letter Sent to Master Timmy Dwight
Major Henry Livingston Jr.
light. When on bended knee thou sittest And the mark in fancy hittest May thy marble truly trace WhRate it:

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Lewin and Gynneth
Mary Darby Robinson
play; 'Tis all the light my fate affords, To mark my thorny way. From the black mountain's awful Rate it:

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Life And Death
Christina Georgina Rossetti
sigh that spring is fleet and summer fleet, Nor mark the waxing wheat, Nor know who sits in our accRate it:

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Life's Slacker
Edgar Albert Guest
strife. That nothing men on earth would find To mark the spot that you had filled; That you must goRate it:

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Lines on Curran's Picture
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Oh ! is it not a gallant sight to mark A little vessel breast the stormy sea, With sails triumphant swelling to the wind ? Dashing the waters from ...Rate it:

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Lines Written in 1799.
Amelia Opie
semblance fascinates my eyes; Now, pleased I mark the painter's skilful line, And now, rejoice thRate it:

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London Voluntaries IV: Out of the Poisonous East
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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Mabel Martin
John Greenleaf Whittier
to seek The wave-sung welcome of the sea, Or mark the northmost border line Of sun-loved growths oRate it:

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Manchester
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
its dull flood Amid a barren moor. Now, mark the hall, the church, the street, The builRate it:

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Milton’s Appeal To Cromwell
Victor Marie Hugo
name thereon is changed-- Master? still masters! mark you not the red Of shame unutterable in my siRate it:

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Monody to the Memory of Chatterton
Mary Darby Robinson
scarce its trembling faculties sustain; To mark the dreary minutes slowly creep: Each day to laboRate it:

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Nero’s Incendiary Song
Victor Marie Hugo
hydra show its tongues and sombre wings, And mark upon a shrinking prey the rush of kindling breatRate it:

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Niagara
Joseph Rodman Drake
and the brave. II. Nurslings of nature, I mark your bold bearing, Pride in each aspect and sRate it:

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Oberon to the Queen of the Fairies
Mary Darby Robinson
fills The soul with Love's extatic thrills. I mark'd the blush upon her cheek, Her spotless bosoRate it:

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Ode on Adversity
Mary Darby Robinson
the blossom'd spray; At morn's approach, I mark the sun's warm glow O'er the grey hill a crimson Rate it:

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Ode to the Moon
Mary Darby Robinson
placid friend; Oft in my solitary bow'r, I mark thy lucid beam From thy crystal car descend, WhiteRate it:

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Ode XVIII: To The Right Honourable Francis Earl Of Huntington
Mark Akenside
notes their shameful task they hide. III. 2. Mark, how the dread Pantheon stands, Amid the domes oRate it:

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Old Town Types No27 - Sergeant Mat McGillicuddy
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
master in the art of keeping peace Was Matthew Mark McGillicuddy, Sergeant of Police. How the gleaRate it:

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On A Landscape Bt Rubens
William Lisle Bowles
this pictured semblance, beaming full Before us! Mark again the various view: Some city's far-off sRate it:

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On Receiving A Curious Shell
John Keats
heavy, and massy, and gold? And splendidly mark'd with the story divine Of Armida the fair, and RRate it:

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Out of Pompeii
William Wilfred Campbell
the darkening afternoon, 6 She did not mark the lowering of the sky 7 O'er that great cRate it:

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Palmyra (2nd Edition)
Thomas Love Peacock
haunted cave, By the torrent's sounding shore, Mark'st the autumnal tempest rave: Or, where on sRate it:

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Pictures From Theocritus
William Lisle Bowles
of the Doric song! FROM THE SAME IDYL. Mark, where the beetling precipice appears, The toil of thRate it:

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Queen Mab: Part III.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
to their nocturnal task. Listen! he speaks! oh! mark that frenzied eye- Oh! mark that deadly visageRate it:

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Queen Mab: Part VII.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
the golden floor; His port and mien bore mark of many years, And chronicles of untold ancientness WRate it:

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