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A Mystery Unfolds
Mario William Vitale
for being perhaps its in the changing of the season burn the candle at both ends we shall discoverRate it:

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A New Year's Message To Joseph Mazzini
Algernon Charles Swinburne
shed round Soft showers of sound, Soothing the season with sweet rain, If greeting come to make me Rate it:

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A Parody
William Shenstone
their voice, to tune their lyre! Their lovely season now is o'er; Thy notes, Florelio, please no moRate it:

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A Poem For The Birth-Day Of The Right Honble The Lady Catharine Tufton
Anne Kingsmill Finch
some Muse of loftier Wing The Triumphs of that Season sing; Describe the Pains, the Hopes, the FeRate it:

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A Prayer in Darkness
Gilbert Keith Chesterton
grace to own, In sun and rain and fruit in season shown, The shining silence of the scorn ofRate it:

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A Rhapsody Of A Southern Winter Night
Henry Timrod
woodland aisles than often sweeps At this rough season through their solemn deeps -- A gentle ArielRate it:

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A Royal Princess
Christina Georgina Rossetti
with all flowers in blow That are costly, out of season as the seasons go. All my walls are lost iRate it:

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A Saint
Padraic Colum
here to do, And give for what you gained Your season of bright youth: The hunt upon the mountain-sRate it:

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A Scenic View
Mario William Vitale
a vision for being out in the changeing of the season then for some matter my friend just left me wRate it:

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A Singer
William Allingham
sun he sang with cheerful heart, Of coloured season and the whirling sphere, Warm household habitRate it:

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A Song In October
Theodor Storm
must sweep the old away To bring on a new season. What if some aching dread we feel? Lift glasseRate it:

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A Song in Time of Revolution. 1860
Algernon Charles Swinburne
back the time of the sea, or the place of the season of tides? Set a word in thy lips, to stand beRate it:

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A Song Of Winds
Roderic Quinn
darkness swallows the trailing flock; An evil season of wild white weather, And foam and tumult on Rate it:

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A Spring Carol
Alfred Austin
whose cutting stroke Huddle the seasoned kine, and even the robin cowers. Wast thou asleep in some Rate it:

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A Spring Poem From Bion
Eugene Field
me, Myrson, tell me true: What's the season pleaseth you? Is it summer suits you best, When from haRate it:

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A spring poem from bion
Eugene Field
me, Myrson, tell me true: What's the season pleaseth you? Is it summer suits you best, When from haRate it:

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A Sunset
Francis Thompson
whenas the vein-drawn day dies pale, In every season, every place, gaze through their every veil, WRate it:

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A Sunset
Victor Marie Hugo
Whenas the vein-drawn day dies pale, In every season, every place, gaze through their every veil? Rate it:

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A Sunset
Victor Marie Hugo
Whenas the vein-drawn day dies pale, In every season, every place, gaze through their every veil? Rate it:

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A Swimmer's Dream
Algernon Charles Swinburne
the sea. V A dream, a dream is it all -- the season, The sky, the water, the wind, the shore? Rate it:

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A Tale Of True Love
Alfred Austin
lusts and feverish raptures are. It was the season when aggressive Winter, That had so long investRate it:

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A Translation Of The CIV. Psalm To The Original Sense
Sir Henry Wotton
assign'd each thing his proper food, And in due season dost dispence thy good. They gather when thRate it:

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A Vision of a Wrangler, of a University, of Pedantry, and of Philosophy
James Clerk Maxwell
silence restive Reason, Her advice is out of season, While her lord is plotting treason Gainst hRate it:

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A Voice From The Factories
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
joy flies forth to banish fast, Because that season's sadness may not last). Light is their griefRate it:

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A Wayside Queen
Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake
She was born in the season of fire, When a mantle of murkiness lay On the front of the crimson Destroyer: And none knew the name of her sire Bu...Rate it:

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