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Oh! Doubt Me Not
Thomas Moore
Oh! doubt me not -- the season Is o'er when Folly made me rove, And now the vestal, Reason, Shall watch the fire awaked by Love. Although this ...Rate it:

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Over The May Hill
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
and nearer we drift to the May time Season of beauty and season of blight, Leaves on the linden, anRate it:

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Tantramar Revisited
Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts
dripping and dark from the sea! Now at this season the nets are unwound; they hang from the raftRate it:

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The four Seasons of the Year.
Anne Bradstreet
Winter, Summer, Autumn & the Spring, In season all these Seasons I shall bring: Sweet Spring like mRate it:

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The Lover’s Song
Alfred Austin
sweet words in her ear. For Springtime is the season, sure, Since Love's game first was played, WheRate it:

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The Widower
Rudyard Kipling
For a season there must be pain-- For a little, little space I shall lose the sight of her face, ...Rate it:

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Vitam Impendere Amori
Guillaume Apollinaire
gone past I think of all its tenderness Farewell season done at last You’ll return as tenderly ***Rate it:

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As Toilsome I Wander'd
Walt Whitman
then on my way go wandering; Many a changeful season to follow, and many a scene of life; YetRate it:

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As toilsome I wander'd Virginia's woods
Walt Whitman
then on my way go wandering, Many a changeful season to follow, and many a scene of life, Yet at Rate it:

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A Corymbus For Autumn
Francis Thompson
flown vaunt 'tis! Suffer my singing, Gipsy of Seasons, ere thou go winging; Ere Winter throws His sRate it:

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A Freak of Spring
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
men must be respondin' to the moods the seasons bring. That sweet air, with scrub scents laden, allRate it:

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A Poet’s Eightieth Birthday
Alfred Austin
Winter's pregnant sleep, The secret of the seasons? Gain, to leave The depths of love unfathomed, iRate it:

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A Spot
Thomas Hardy
upon the place; The sun and shadows wheel, Season and season sereward steal; Foul days andRate it:

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A Summer Ramble
William Cullen Bryant
now a joy too deep for sound, A peace no other season knows, Hushes the heavens and wraps the grounRate it:

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A Tale Of Society As It Is: From Facts, 1811
Percy Bysshe Shelley
her ghastly hollowness of eye: Each arrow of the season's change she felt. Yet still she groans, erRate it:

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All For The Cause
William Morris
Hear a word, a word in season, for the day is drawing nigh, When the Cause shall call upon us, some to live, and some to die! He that dies shall n...Rate it:

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Almon Keefer
James Whitcomb Riley
of the blossom-time of May Is not so sweet a season as the season of to-day While Youth's diviner cRate it:

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As the Bell Clinks
Rudyard Kipling
at Lumley, rose the vision of a comely Maid last season worshipped dumbly, watched with fervor fromRate it:

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At The Close Of The Canvass
Ambrose Bierce
time is close upon you when the madness of the season Having howled itself to silence, like a MinneRate it:

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At The Close Of The Canvass
Ambrose Bierce
time is close upon you when the madness of the season Having howled itself to silence like a MinnesRate it:

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Be Not Weary
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
let us not be weary in well doing, For in due season we shall surely reap.' Oh, blessed promise!Rate it:

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Black Lives Matter
Kenneth R. Jenkins
for n'o reason Killing brothers like it's deer season... Why in God's name those in blue Are swornRate it:

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Book Sixth [Cambridge and the Alps]
William Wordsworth
and, one among the youth Who, summoned by that season, reunite As scattered birds troop to the fowlRate it:

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Cathlin Of Clutha
James Macpherson
dead. They rejoice on the eddying winds, in the season of night. Dwells there no joy in song, whiteRate it:

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Ch 02 The Morals Of Dervishes Story 42
Sa di
Not a moment had I rest from service In season and out of season I travelled about. Thou hastRate it:

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