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A Boy in Church
Robert Graves
wetter, The tossing trees never stay still. I shift my elbows to catch better The full round sweRate it:

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A Bushman's Song
Andrew Barton Paterson
station-hand along the Castlereagh. + So it’s shift, boys, shift, for there isn’t the slightest dRate it:

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A Mien to move a Queen
Emily Dickinson
on the Ear can go Like Let of Snow— Or shift supreme— As tone of Realm On Subjects Diadem— Too smaRate it:

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A NEW YEAR'S GIFT,SENT TO SIR SIMEON STEWARD
Robert Herrick
grounds; Of these, and such like things, for shift, We send instead of New-year's gift. --Read thenRate it:

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A Prologue To The Scholars. A Comaedy Presented At The Whit
Richard Lovelace
sin enough that it is ours, And with the house shift their decreed desires, FAIRE still to th' BLACRate it:

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A Prologue To The Scholars. A Comaedy Presented At The White Fryers
Richard Lovelace
sin enough that it is ours, And with the house shift their decreed desires, FAIRE still to th' BLACRate it:

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A Riverina Road
Thomas William Heney
had dwelt awhile. The sun may burn, the mirage shift and vanish And fade and glare by turns aRate it:

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A Tale Of Starvation
Amy Lowell
of the trench, And to get it out he made great shift. So he dug, and he delved, with care and painRate it:

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Adjustment
John Greenleaf Whittier
turn or break our century-rusted vanes; Sands shift and waste; the rock alone remains Where, led ofRate it:

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Alec Yeaton's Son
Thomas Bailey Aldrich
steel, For me let hap what may; I might make shift upon the keel Until the break o' day. "But hRate it:

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Ambulance
Nikhil Parekh
escalating speeds, Acknowledging bystanders shift away, Portable refrigerator carries patient fooRate it:

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Amours de Voyage, Canto III
Arthur Hugh Clough
hide, will ignore or forget it. Let the tail shift for itself; I will bury my head. And what's theRate it:

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An American
Rudyard Kipling
a babe's, at little things. But, through the shift of mood and mood, Mine ancient humour saves hRate it:

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An Emu Hunt
Andrew Barton Paterson
plain. And the horses shudder and snort and shift As the bounding mass of weeds goes past, But Rate it:

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An Invective Written By Mr. George Chapman Against Mr. Ben Jonson
George Chapman
Gilian's fire his desk will fit. But for his shift by fire to save the loss Of his vast learning, tRate it:

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An Old Master
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
never lift her. Take a shot from Hell to shift her. Nothin' left us but unyoke 'em and sling off thRate it:

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Anorexic Girl
PoetonaHill
(Samaritan days... this kid called me every shift for 4 years) Sometimes she whispers in my ear, a tapestry of pain and fear whose warp and weft w...Rate it:

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At The Ferry
Archibald Lampman
and shoal, Where the long currents swing and shift, An aged punt-man with his pole Is searching in Rate it:

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Au Salon
Ezra Pound
suppose there are a few dozen verities That no shift of mood can shake from us: One place where weRate it:

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Australia Today 1916
Andrew Barton Paterson
Darling flows, And the dust storms wheel and shift, The teamster loosened his yokes and bows, AnRate it:

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Ballad of Another Ophelia
David Herbert Lawrence
cruel when undressed is all the blossom, And her shift is lying white upon the floor, That a greyRate it:

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Before A Crucifix
Algernon Charles Swinburne
With gaunt backs bowed by servitude, Stop, shift their loads, and pray, and fare Forth with souls Rate it:

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Bishop Blougram's Apology
Robert Browning
afterward, Because the play was done, to shift himself, Got touched upon the sleeve familiarly, Rate it:

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Book Twelfth [Imagination And Taste, How Impaired And Restored ]
William Wordsworth
heads of lordly pines, And, with a touch, shift the stupendous clouds Through the whole compass of Rate it:

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Breaking It Gently
Edward George Dyson
the widow? Who’d go through it? No one on the shift would stir; But Pat Ryan said he’d do it— ‘NateRate it:

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