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Armand Barbes
Algernon Charles Swinburne
soul reproachless without fear or flaw, A shining spirit without shadow of shame, A memory made oRate it:

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Art
Ralph Waldo Emerson
of angels, starry wings, His fathers shining in bright fables, His children fed at heavenly tables.Rate it:

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As I Ebb'd With the Ocean of Life
Walt Whitman
weeds, and the sea-gluten, Scum, scales from shining rocks, leaves of salt-lettuce, left by the Rate it:

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As Old George Said
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
wooed and won for progress sake. A splendid city shining by the sea And all that count of wealth anRate it:

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As When From Dreams Awaking
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
We vainly strive, while weeping, From their shining spirit track, (Where they fled while we were sRate it:

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Asking for Roses
Robert Frost
supposes), There when she comes on us mistily shining And grants us by silence the boon of her roRate it:

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At A House In Hampstead Sometime The Dwelling Of John Keats
Thomas Hardy
you to find all just the same Here shining, as in hours of old, If you but came? What will you do Rate it:

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At Dawn
Alfred Noyes
O Hesper-Phosphor, far away Shining, the first, the last white star, Hear’st thou the strange, the ghostly cry, That moan of an ancient agony F...Rate it:

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At Hansteen's Bier
Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
Norway's feet he laid it down. We his shining honors sharing, And humble now his body bearing, ShaRate it:

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At Her Window
Henry Kendall
gentle reader, but across your doubts Throw shining reasons on the happier side; Or, if you cannot Rate it:

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At Last
John Greenleaf Whittier
pearl, no branch of palm I merit, Nor street of shining gold. Suffice it if--my good and ill unrecRate it:

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At Sea
Ada Cambridge
rope are firm and fast, The clear lights shining, green and red, The quiet eyes of sentry Rate it:

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At The Base Hospital
George Essex Evans
and the rushes lean a-down, And I see the river shining far away, With a snowy cloud above it, floaRate it:

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At The Grand Cañon
Harriet Monroe
of the desert, softly blow Across the cañon shining wide. Lightly among the temples go That riseRate it:

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At The Linn-Side
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
And sounding through the night; O golden-shining water-- Would God that I might be A vocal messRate it:

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At the Long Sault
Lucy Maud Montgomery
him, A beacon that will not flicker nor dim, Shining through darkness and despair. Almost the maRate it:

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At The Seaside
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
O SOLITARY shining sea That ripples in the sun, O gray and melancholy sea, O'er which the shadows run; O many-voiced and angry sea, Breaking ...Rate it:

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Atherton's Gambit
Edwin Arlington Robinson
ecstasies? However we may shine to-day, More-shining ones are on the way; And so it were not wholRate it:

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Au Bal
Aleister Crowley
Sheridan-Bickers] A vision of flushed faces, shining limbs, The madness of the music that entranceRate it:

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Aubade
Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell
red and white, As carrots or as turnips shining Where the cold dawn light lies whining. CockscomRate it:

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August Moonrise
Sara Teasdale
and cool Wakened ecstasy in me On the brink of a shining pool. O Beauty, out of many a cup You havRate it:

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Australia's Forgotten Flag
Henry Lawson
the Cross of deepest blue, With the bright stars shining through, That was raised, my sons, for youRate it:

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Australian Bards And Bush Reviewers
Henry Lawson
when the plains are dry as bricks, And discover shining rivers where there's only mud and sticks; Rate it:

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Autobiography
Nikhil Parekh
me with explosive, i am a chain of mammoth shining rock. {3} i have multicolored yellow wings, iRate it:

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Autumn
Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
the smooth and solid streams! And how about the shining stir of winter feasts? . . But in the end yRate it:

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