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Tortoise Shout
David Herbert Lawrence
The first wail of an infant, And my mother singing to herself, And the first tenor singing of thRate it:

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With Deaths' Prophetic Ear
Frank Dalby Davison
that already I can hear Of the rooi-baatjes singing on the road. Yes, the red-coats are returnRate it:

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A Song of Honour
Ralph Hodgson
sudden, there I heard - Ah! some wild lovesick singing bird Woke singing in the trees? The nightRate it:

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A Song For Labor
Madison Julius Cawein
he ploughs and harrows and sows the seeds, Singing a song of manly deeds, In the blossoming springtRate it:

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A Tale
Robert Browning
famed of yore, Went where suchlike used to go, Singing for a prize, you know. Well, he had to sinRate it:

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A Tusculan Question
Alfred Austin
Tully, A shepherd lad with hat aslouch Was singing to his flock O; I pulled my money from my pouchRate it:

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Agnes And The Hill-Man
William Morris
went through the meadows a-weeping, Fowl are a-singing. There stood the hill-man heed thereof keepiRate it:

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All My Heart Is Stirring Lightly
Mathilde Blind
blossom Like a gleaming vernal bough. Oh the singing, singing, singing! Callow hopes that thrilRate it:

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Clark Street Bridge
Carl Sandburg
. . . . . Voices of broken hearts, . . Voices singing, singing, . . Silver voices, singing, SoRate it:

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Daft
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
the work of the day is done, And the binders go singing homeward In the last red rays of the sun,Rate it:

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Elegy on a Lady, whom Grief for the Death of her Betrothed Killed
Robert Seymour Bridges
all in choir, the virgin voices Rest not from singing in skilled harmony The song that aye the bridRate it:

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Fears In Solitude
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ever poised himself. The hills are hRate it:

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Free Will And Fate
Alfred Austin
Will is one with His!' `What is it rules thy singing season? `What is it rules thy singing season?Rate it:

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Girls Spinning
Padraic Colum
lero iss im bo nero! Listen and hear what he's singing over. Mallo lero iss im bo baun! (A man's vRate it:

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Hope Is a Tattered Flag
Carl Sandburg
smoke of the steel works, The birds who go on singing to their mates in peace, war, peace, The ten-Rate it:

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I heard a bird at dawn
James Stephens
I heard a bird at dawn Singing sweetly on a tree, That the dew was on the lawn, And the wind was on the lea; But I didn't listen to him...Rate it:

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Joining The Colours
Katharine Tynan
to see them row on row On the high tram-tops, singing like the lark. Too careless-gay for courage, Rate it:

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Kalamazoo
Vachel Lindsay
the stars of Orion, The speaking pony and singing lion. For in Kalamazoo in a cottage apart LiveRate it:

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London Bridge
Edwin Arlington Robinson
“Do I hear them? Yes, I hear the children singing—and what of it? Have you come with eyes afire to find me now and ask me that? If I were not the...Rate it:

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Matilda Gathering Flowers
Percy Bysshe Shelley
With perfect joy received the early day, Singing within the glancing leaves, whose sound Kept a lRate it:

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Our Hero
Robert William Service
came. "Open wide the window; there's a lark a-singing; There's a glad lark singing in the evenRate it:

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Out Of The Fulness Of The Heart The Mouth Speaketh
Edith Nesbit
and violets blowing, What, if God sets us to singing, what save you shall we sing? Who but our EnglRate it:

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Passage To India
Walt Whitman
SINGING my days, Singing the great achievements of the present, Singing the strong, light works of engineers, Our modern wonders, (the...Rate it:

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Renunciation
Mathilde Blind
the sunrise--I hear afar The skylark's jubilant singing. II. The clouds all woollen and white on hRate it:

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Salut Au Monde
Walt Whitman
you hear, Walt Whitman? I hear the workman singing, and the farmer's wife singing; I hear inRate it:

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