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Cleanliness
Charles Lamb
Come, my little Robert, near- Fie! what filthy hands are here- Who that e'er could understand The rare structure of a hand, With its branching fing...Rate it:

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Cold night: the wild duck
Matsuo Basho
Cold night: the wild duck, sick, falls from the sky and sleeps awhile. Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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Coolness
Yosa Buson
Coolness-- the sound of the bell as it leaves the bell. Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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Coolness of the melons
Matsuo Basho
Coolness of the melons flecked with mud in the morning dew. Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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Cotter's Saturday Night, The
Robert Burns
Inscribed to Robert Aiken, Esq. Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainf...Rate it:

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Cups Without Wine
Yehudah HaLevi
Cups without wine are low things Like a pot thrown to the ground, But brimming with the juice, they shine Like body and soul. Translated by Rober...Rate it:

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Dawn
Yosa Buson
Dawn-- fish the cormorants haven't caught swimming in the shallows. Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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Dick and Edward
James McIntyre
The Thurso baker, Robert Dick, Armed with his hammer and his pick, Dame nature's secrets did reveal, Which she for ages did conceal. In Banff has...Rate it:

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Don't imitate me
Matsuo Basho
Don't imitate me; it's as boring as the two halves of a melon. Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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Don't know about the people
Kobayashi Issa
Approaching my village: Don't know about the people, but all the scarecrows are crooked. Translated by Robert Ha...Rate it:

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Don't worry, spiders
Kobayashi Issa
Don't worry, spiders, I keep house casually. Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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Ducks bobbing on the water
Kobayashi Issa
Ducks bobbing on the water-- are they also, tonight, hoping to get lucky? Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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Early summer rain
Yosa Buson
Early summer rain-- houses facing the river, two of them. Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Vachel Lindsay
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Sat gossiping with Robert. (She was really a raving beauty in her day. With Mary Pickford curls in clouds and whirls.) S...Rate it:

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Even on the smallest islands
Kobayashi Issa
Even on the smallest islands, they are tilling the fields, skylarks singing. Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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Even with insects
Kobayashi Issa
Even with insects-- some can sing, some can't. Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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Evening wind
Yosa Buson
Evening wind: water laps the heron's legs. Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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Face of the spring moon
Kobayashi Issa
Face of the spring moon-- about twelve years old, I'd say. Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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Familiarity
Robert William Service
Familiarity some claim Can breed contempt, So from it let it be your aim To be exempt. Let no one exercise his brawn ...Rate it:

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First snow
Matsuo Basho
First snow falling on the half-finished bridge. Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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First winter rain
Matsuo Basho
First winter rain-- even the monkey seems to want a raincoat. Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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Fleas, lice
Matsuo Basho
Fleas, lice, a horse peeing near my pillow. Translated by Robert Hass Rate it:

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Four Of A Kind
Ambrose Bierce
ROBERT F. MORROW Dear man! although a stranger and a foe To soft affection's humanizing glow; Although untaught how manly hearts may throb With mo...Rate it:

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Glasgow
William Topaz McGonagall
Beautiful city of Glasgow, with your streets so neat and clean, Your stateley mansions, and beautiful Green! Likewise your beautiful bridges across...Rate it:

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Gordon Cumming - The Lion Hunter
James McIntyre
Some thirty years ago, in conversation with an old sea captain who had visited or voyaged to all quarters of the globe, he was denouncing fiercely ...Rate it:

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