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A Pastoral Between Thirsis And Corydon, Upon The Death Of Damon, By Whom Is Meant Mr. W. Riddell
James Thomson
Thir. Say, tell me true, what is the doleful cause That Corydon is not the man he was? Your cheerful presence used to lighten cares, And from t...Rate it:

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A Pastoral Dialogue - I
Anne Killigrew
behold, Hapless Amintas youthful Limbs enfold? Say Shepherd, say: But if thou wilt not tell, DamonRate it:

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A Pastoral Dialogue - II
Anne Killigrew
well, however it succeed: But unto All I say, Of Love take heed. So hazardous, because so hard to kRate it:

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A Pastoral Ode. To the Hon. Sir Richard Lyttleton
William Shenstone
Muse inspires, Might pant for Pollio's praise. Say, Thomson here was known to rest; For him you veRate it:

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A Pin
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
me yester eve, I’m sure, my friend, You would say I was a champion who knows how to defend.’ And sRate it:

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A piteous plaint
Eugene Field
rolled by this morning I heard the nurse girl say: "She weighs just twenty-seven pounds And she'sRate it:

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A Plantation Portrait
Paul Laurence Dunbar
true? Whaih you been f'om day to day, Whaih, I say? Dat you say you nevah seen Dis hyeah queen WalkRate it:

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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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