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Iron
Carl Sandburg
jackies in white blouses, Sitting on the guns singing war songs, war chanties. Shovels, Broad, iroRate it:

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Irreparableness
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
day And gathered there the nosegay that you see Singing within myself as bird or bee When such do fRate it:

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Itylus
Algernon Charles Swinburne
remember and I forget. Swallow, my sister, O singing swallow, I know not how thou hast heart to siRate it:

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Jackaw of Rheims, The
Richard Harris Barham
the custards had all disappear'd, And six little Singing-boys--dear little souls! In nice clean facRate it:

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Jahara Baug, Agra - The History of Shah Dara’s Flight and Death
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
star, the perfume from the bough, The last sweet singing of the doves—all pass unheeded now. The aRate it:

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James Lionel Michael
Henry Kendall
Round this place. Flying splendours, singing streams, Lutes and lights, May theyRate it:

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Jean Desprez
Robert William Service
saw the woods go sheening down; the larks were singing clear; And oh! the scents and sounds of spriRate it:

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Jim Brown
Edgar Lee Masters
that divides the race between men who are For singing "Turkey in the straw" or "There is a fountainRate it:

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Jim the Splitter
Henry Kendall
The bard who is singing of Wollombi Jim Is hardly just now in the requisite trim To sit on his Pegasus fairly; Besides, he is bluntly informed by t...Rate it:

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John Bede Polding
Henry Kendall
I who at your feet have knelt, On wings of singing fall, and fail to sing, Remembering the immense Rate it:

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John Brown
Vachel Lindsay
(To be sung by a leader and chorus, the leader singing the body of the poem, while the chorus interrupts with the question.) I’ve been to Palestin...Rate it:

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Jonquil And Fleur-de-lys
Lord Alfred Douglas
his knife Made a pipe, with a breath like the singing birds When they flute to their loves in a musRate it:

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Joy
Sara Teasdale
with wind and with flame, I have heart-fire and singing to give, I can tread on the grass or the sRate it:

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Joyful, Joyful, We Adore Thee
Henry Van Dyke
o'er us, brother love binds man to man. Ever singing, march we onward, victors in the midst of strRate it:

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July
George Meredith
love thee like an Eastern bride. Though all the singing days are done As in those climes that claRate it:

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Just A Woman
Arthur Henry Adams
woman— Not too wise. Her thousand beauties singing, I have not said how clinging Are her Rate it:

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Just Keep Loving Me
Nikhil Parekh
the very first time you met me, Just keep singing with me till eternity; as you exactly did so roRate it:

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Justice
Georg Trakl
are in autumn, Decayed hamlet; dark shapes, Singing mothers in the evening wind; At windows AngeRate it:

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Kallundborg Church ( From The Tent on the Beach)
John Greenleaf Whittier
listened, and caught the sound Of a Troll-wife singing underground: "To-morrow comes Fine, father tRate it:

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Kaspar Hauser's Song
Georg Trakl
from the hills, The ways through the woods, the singing blackbird And the joys of green. Sombre waRate it:

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Kiama Revisited
Henry Kendall
for ever!” “She is sweeter than music or singing,” Said the Dream to me, heavily moaning, “Her voicRate it:

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Killers
Carl Sandburg
I am singing to you Soft as a man with a dead child speaks; Hard as a man in handcuffs, Held where he cannot move: Under the sun Are sixteen milli...Rate it:

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King Cahill's Farewell To The Rye Field
Padraic Colum
were bent with mine, Farewell the maids whose singing now comes to me 'O Brighid, bless our fields,Rate it:

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King Solomon And The Queen Of Sheba
Vachel Lindsay
imaginary harps.] You shall make songs again, Singing along For ten thousand years. [They go forwaRate it:

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King Volmer and Elsie
John Greenleaf Whittier
of her father little Elsie sits and spins, And, singing with the early birds, her daily task, beginRate it:

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