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The Poor Singing Dame
Mary Darby Robinson
Beneath an old wall, that went round an old Castle, For many a year, with brown ivy o'erspread; A neat little Hovel, its lowly roof raising, Defied...Rate it:

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The Rude Wind Is Singing
Percy Bysshe Shelley
The rude wind is singing The dirge of the music dead; The cold worms are clinging Where kisses were lately fed. Rate it:

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The singing in god's acre
Eugene Field
Out yonder in the moonlight, wherein God's Acre lies, Go angels walking to and fro, singing their lullabies. Their radiant wings are folded, and th...Rate it:

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The Singing Of The Magnificat
Edith Nesbit
A LEGEND IN midst of wide green pasture-lands, cut through By lines of alders bordering deep-banked streams, Where bulrushes and yellow iris gre...Rate it:

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The Singing Soldiers
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
'When I'm sittin' in me dug-out wiv me rifle on me knees, An' a yowlin', 'owlin' chorus comes a-floatin' up the breeze Jist a bit o' 'Bonnie Mary'...Rate it:

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The Singing-Woman From The Wood's Edge
Edna St. Vincent Millay
What should I be but a prophet and a liar, Whose mother was a leprechaun, whose father was a friar? Teethed on a crucifix and cradled under water, ...Rate it:

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The Slave Singing At Midnight
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Loud he sang the psalm of David! He, a Negro and enslaved, Sang of Israel's victory, Sang of Zion, bright and free. In that hour, when night is ca...Rate it:

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The Waster Singing at Midnight
Robert Fuller Murray
After Longfellow Loud he sang the song Ta Phershon For his personal diversion, Sang the chorus U-pi-dee, Sang about the Barley Bree. In that hour...Rate it:

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These, I, Singing In Spring
Walt Whitman
THESE, I, singing in spring, collect for lovers, (For who but I should understand lovers, and all their sorrow and joy? And who ...Rate it:

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To a Lady Singing a Song of His Composing
Edmund Waller
Chloris! yourself you so excel, When you vouchsafe to breathe my thought, That, like a spirit, with this spell Of my own teaching, I am taught. Th...Rate it:

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To Constantia, Singing
Percy Bysshe Shelley
I. Thus to be lost and thus to sink and die, Perchance were death indeed!—Constantia, turn! In thy dark eyes a power like light doth lie, Even thou...Rate it:

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