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The Fighting Téméraire
Sir Henry Newbolt
watch was done, And the gunner's lads were singing As they polished every gun. It was eight bellRate it:

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The German Legion
Sydney Thompson Dobell
laid the German maid. There they wound her, singing round her, Deftly wound her, singing round herRate it:

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The Song Of Hiawatha VI: Hiawatha's Friends
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
ran the pathway, Never grew the grass upon it; Singing birds, that utter falsehoods, Story-telleRate it:

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A Cavalier Song
Robert Browning
fifty score strong, Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song. God for King Charles! Pym and such Rate it:

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The Golden Legend: II. A Farm In The Odenwald
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
do not understand!' And lo! he heard The sudden singing of a bird, A snow-white bird, that from a Rate it:

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A Spring Carol
Alfred Austin
bough, Poet-prophet of the Spring? Yes! Singing as thou oft hast sung, I can see thee there among TRate it:

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Broken Song
Rabindranath Tagore
him and whispering in his ear: Before him, singing raag Sahana, sits Baraj Lal. The king's heart isRate it:

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Cavalier Tunes
Robert Browning
fifty-score strong, Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song. II. God for King Charles! Pym anRate it:

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Cavalier Tunes: Marching Along
Robert Browning
fifty score strong, Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song. God for King Charles! Pym anRate it:

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Dawendine
Emily Pauline Johnson
upon the shore, They are chanting, they are singing through the starlight evermore, As they stealRate it:

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Hope
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
When we went singing down the road, In days when want was not a goad, Dull care behind us flinging, No step we stayed, no joy we missed, To hearken...Rate it:

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Invitation To The Country
George Meredith
ditty; Ouzel and throstle, new-mated and gay, Singing their bridals on every spray - Oh, hear thRate it:

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Lean Out of the Window
James Joyce
Lean out of the window, Goldenhair, I hear you singing A merry air. My book was closed, I read no more, Watching the fire dance On the floo...Rate it:

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Little Oliver
William Schwenck Gilbert
set a-ringing Thy laugh entrancing, And ever singing And ever dancing. Ever singing, Tra! la! la! ERate it:

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Near Perigord
Ezra Pound
he do without her? ‘Papiol, Go forthright singing Anhes, Cembelins. There is a throat; ah, there aRate it:

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Remembered
Paul Laurence Dunbar
whole song thro'. (It was sweet, so sweet, the singing.) The stars were out and the moon it grew FrRate it:

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Russia to the Pacifists
Rudyard Kipling
merry gentlemen, what portent see you there? Singing:--Break ground for a wearied host That have noRate it:

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The Broken Soldier
Katharine Tynan
the soul they could not harm goes singing like the lark, Like the incarnate Joy that will not be coRate it:

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The City Bushman
Henry Lawson
keep you from the bush; But we lately heard you singing of the `plains where shade is not', And yRate it:

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The Four Angels
Rudyard Kipling
need it, Nor the plough he would not speed it, Singing: --"Earth and Water, Air and Fire, What moreRate it:

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The Mistress Of Vision
Francis Thompson
the tracts of Elenore. IV With sweet-panged singing, Sang she through a dream-night's day; That tRate it:

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The Sea to the Shell
David MacDonald Ross
The sea, my mother, is singing to me, She is singing the old refrain, Of passion, of love, and of mystery, And her world-old song of pain;...Rate it:

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The Sea-Maid’s Song
Augusta Davies Webster
love me! love me!' 'Oh, love me I love me!' Singing so sadly, singing so long— 'Love me! oh, love Rate it:

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The Sycamores
John Greenleaf Whittier
their moorland rings! Jolliest of our birds of singing Best he loved the Bob-o-link. "Hush!" heRate it:

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Tipperary Days
Robert William Service
fine boys! You never saw the beat of them, Singing all together with their throats bronze-bare;Rate it:

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