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Teapots and Quails
Edward Lear
and Wings, Sailors and Rings, Set him a singing, and hark how he sings! Trumpets and Guns, Beetles Rate it:

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Telling the Bees
John Greenleaf Whittier
garden wall, Forward and back, Went drearily singing the chore-girl small, Draping each hive witRate it:

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The Abbot Of Innisfallen
William Allingham
upon his feet; He heard a small bird singing, and O but it sung sweet! It sung upon a holly-bush, tRate it:

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The Austral Months
Henry Kendall
January The first fair month! In singing Summer’s sphere She glows, the eldest daughter of the year. All light, all warmth, all passion, breaths o...Rate it:

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The Ballad Of Saint Vitus
Lord Alfred Douglas
the day he was full seventeen. The lark was singing up over his head, As he went by so lithe and fRate it:

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The Barrel-Organ
Alfred Noyes
of the City and the pain That surround the singing organ like a large eternal light; And they've Rate it:

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The Blind Girl Of Castel-Cuille. (From The Gascon of Jasmin)
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
her attendant swain, Came to the cliff, all singing the same strain; Resembling there, so near unRate it:

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The Boy And The Skylark
Charles Lamb
by his mother, in their road He heard a skylark singing; Smit with the sound, a flood of tears ProcRate it:

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The Bride
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
there! My home! my home!-I would I heard The singing voice, like some small bird, Of him, our moRate it:

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The Child Of The Islands - Conclusion
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
thee,--and sweet utterance of words In Minstrel singing: Painting shall beguile Thine eye with miRate it:

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The Children Of The Lord's Supper. (From The Swedish Of Bishop Tegner)
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
and merry on balancing branches Birds were singing their carol, a jubilant hymn to the Highest. SweRate it:

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The City That Will Not Repent
Vachel Lindsay
will not break, Rearing her Fair transcendent, Singing with piercing art, Calling to Ancient AsiRate it:

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The Departing of Gluskâp
Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts
his form no more, They still could hear him, singing as he sailed, And still they listened, hangiRate it:

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The Divine Lullaby
Eugene Field
my child." I hear Thy voice, dear Lord, In singing winds, in falling snow, The curfew chimes, thRate it:

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The Dong with a Luminous Nose
Edward Lear
on That pea-green sail on the far horizon, -- Singing the Jumbly Chorus still As he sate all day onRate it:

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The Drunkards in the Street
Vachel Lindsay
With the arms of God about me, with the angels singing, singing Until the grayness of my soul groRate it:

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The Epitaph Of Bion.
Henry Alford
lamented great Apollo, Pan wept to miss thy singing, all the Naiads Wept in their woods, and turnedRate it:

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The Fairy's Promise
Edwin Arnold
rose in the early cold, Which never with singing or speech were stirred, But the singing and speechRate it:

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The Fisher's Wife
Marietta Holley
out to sea With dark, patient eyes, and singing to the child, And this the song she in the sunset sRate it:

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The Flitting
John Clare
walk adown the narrow lane, The nightingale is singing now, But like to me she seems at loss For RoRate it:

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The Forest Road
Charlotte Mary Mew
them for me; keep them for me. What is this singing on the road That makes all other music like thRate it:

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The Golden Legend: V. A Covered Bridge At Lucerne
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
this picture? _Prince Henry_ It is a young man singing to a nun, Who kneels at her devotions, but Rate it:

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The House Delirious
Leon Gellert
sweetest tear. My ferns! My fountains! And my singing birds! And this? Aye, this was love. Oh, whatRate it:

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The Idea of Order at Key West
Wallace Stevens
a world for her Except the one she sang and, singing, made. Ramon Fernandez, tell me, if you know,Rate it:

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The Kettle
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
– The very homiest spot – The kettle’s always singing, The water’s always hot. And if you have Rate it:

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