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A Plea
Franklin P. Adams
sack.' Singers of words that are scrambled, Say, if you will, that he 'died,' Write, if you mustRate it:

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A Plea
Paul Laurence Dunbar
laff; Mebbe you Do' mean all the things you say, An' pu'haps some latah day W'en I baig you ha'd, yRate it:

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A Poem To A Mother....
Pamela Macdonald
sweet memories and has built the right words to say. It has dreamed big for your family, for those Rate it:

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A poem, on the rising glory of America
Hugh Henry Brackenridge
here Philosophers oppose the scheme, The earth, say they, nor hills nor mountains knew E'er yet tRate it:

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A Poem: To The Memory of Mrs. Oldfield
Richard Savage
her chief Pride was plac'd in doing Good. But say, ye Few, ye happy Few, who e'er Enjoy'd the privRate it:

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A Poet
Mario William Vitale
on every face To be a poet is to be able to say and to glorify To probe the abyss of the heart Rate it:

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A Poet
Thomas Hardy
first star-ray, Come to his graveside, pause and say: 'Whatever his message his to tell Two thoughRate it:

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A Poet Leaving Athens
Walter Savage Landor
friends and sages! lest, when other men Say words a little gentler, ye repent, Yet be forbidden by Rate it:

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A Poet To His Baby Son
James Weldon Johnson
face, And cursed with your father’s mind. I say cursed with your father’s mind, Because you canRate it:

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A Poet's Voice XV
Khalil Gibran
listening to the voice of hope in my deep self saying, "As love enlivens a man's heart with pain, sRate it:

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A Poetical Epistle To Lady Austen
William Cowper
inventive brain Toils to anticipate, in vain. Say, Anna, had you never grown The beauties of a roseRate it:

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A Point Of Honour
Alfred Austin
one, for mother wants to know what they have to say. There! At my breast be good and still! What quRate it:

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A Post-Cup Tale
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
IN ME 'AND! Put me clean off, that's wot 'e did… Say, could yeh len' us 'arf a quid? Rate it:

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A Postcard From The Volcano
Wallace Stevens
Will speak our speech and never know, Will say of the mansion that it seems As if he that livedRate it:

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A Postscript unto the Reader
Michael Wigglesworth
little more. Give ear, I pray thee, unto what I say, That God may hear thy voice another day. Thou Rate it:

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A Prayer
Anne Brontë
relieve, Thy suppliant is a castaway. I cannot say my faith is strong, I dare not hope my love is Rate it:

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A Prayer in Darkness
Gilbert Keith Chesterton
any curse of mine cut down a flower. Men say the sun was darkened: yet I had Thought it bRate it:

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A Preacher
Augusta Davies Webster
a man as those who claim the power Or have it, (say, to serve the thought), of willing That such Rate it:

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A Precious Gift
Mario William Vitale
it was unable to speak, I would find a way to say it And if it was unable to hear I would find Rate it:

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A Presentiment
Robert Fuller Murray
It seems a little word to say - FAREWELL--but may it not, when said, Be like the kiss we give the dead, Before they pass the doors for aye? Who kn...Rate it:

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A Pretty Woman
Robert Browning
know. IV. And in turn we make you ours, we say--- You and youth too, Eyes and mouth Rate it:

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A Prisoner in a Dungeon Deep
Anne Brontë
A strange uncertain light. And sooth to say, these latter years Strange fancRate it:

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A Prize Poem
Henry Timrod
every crag of Switzerland sublime! And say to those whose feeble souls would lean, Not on themselveRate it:

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A Prologue
John Dryden
Gallants, a bashful poet bids me say, He's come to lose his maidenhead to-day. Be not too fierce; for he's but green of age, And ne'er, till now...Rate it:

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A Prologue To The Scholars. A Comaedy Presented At The Whit
Richard Lovelace
presence of you all. In short, you'd say More hopes of mirth are in his looks then play. These Rate it:

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