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Sapphics
Algernon Charles Swinburne
of wings around her; While behind a clamour of singing women Severed the twilight. Ah the singiRate it:

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Sister Songs-An Offering To Two Sisters - Part The First
Francis Thompson
with May, To bear with me this burthen, For singing to Sylvia. 2. While thus I stood in mazes bouRate it:

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Song II
Mathilde Blind
blossom Like a gleaming vernal bough. Oh the singing, singing, singing! Callow hopes that thrill mRate it:

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Summer
Christina Georgina Rossetti
And Jenny Wren's a bride, And larks hang singing, singing, singing, Over the wheat-fields wide, Rate it:

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The Camp of Souls
Isabella Valancy Crawford
grieves 6 Come the dark plumes of red 'Singing Leaves.' 7 Two hundred times have the Rate it:

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The Cats Of Piracy
Zane Simon
the drum, bathing in bins with cups o’ jin and singing jolly ol’ carrols Oh, oh ho, Far up in the Rate it:

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The Death of Prince Leopold
William Topaz McGonagall
often has his lustre shed: Especially by singing for the benefit of Esher School, Which proves he wRate it:

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The Diggers
Leon Gellert
digging, and digging deep, They’re digging and singing, And I’m asleep. They’re digging and singingRate it:

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The Duet
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Maud, my wife, and the tenor McKey Were singing together a blithe duet, And days it were better IRate it:

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The Fiddle And The Crowd
Roderic Quinn
on the pavement Minding not the noise and hurry, Singing low and singing loud — Spoke its message tRate it:

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The Forsaken Merman
Matthew Arnold
sea! She sits at her wheel in the humming town, Singing most joyfully. Hark what she sings: 'O joy,Rate it:

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The Lark Ascending
George Meredith
know the pleasure sprinkled bright By simple singing of delight, Shrill, irreflective, unrestrain’dRate it:

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The Longbeard's Saga: A.D. 400
Charles Kingsley
to the star roof Rang out their song. Singing how Winil men, Over the ice-floes Sledging from ScanlRate it:

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The Princes Quest - Part the Sixth
William Watson
sundry questions privily Concerning this same singing of the sea. So the Prince told him all there Rate it:

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The River Song
Ezra Pound
our wine Is rich for a thousand cups. We carry singing girls, drift with the drifting water, Yet SeRate it:

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The Skylark
Edith Nesbit
song thrilled Tonbridge air; May found them singing everywhere; And oh, in Sheppey, how their tune Rate it:

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The Song
Roderic Quinn
wind in the wood; And the people hearkened my singing And said that the song was good. I sang of thRate it:

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The Song Of Honour
Ralph Hodgson
sudden, there I heard -- Ah! Some wild lovesick singing bird Woke singing in the trees? The nighRate it:

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The Song Of The Sword--To Rudyard Kipling
William Ernest Henley
The Sword Singing - The voice of the Sword from the heart of the Sword Clanging imperious Forth from Time's battlements His ancient and triumphing ...Rate it:

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The Song Of The Violin
Roderic Quinn
nodded, to some replied; (A violin somewhere was singing of love) She blushed and paled, and I stooRate it:

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Widow McFarlane
Edgar Lee Masters
pity you still at the loom of life, You who are singing to the shuttle And lovingly watching the woRate it:

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Yesterday and Today XII
Khalil Gibran
into crushing misery. "Yesterday I was like a singing bird, soaring freely here and there in the Rate it:

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An Aspiration.
Robert Crawford
like bodies flame and flit Through the spirit's singing; Dream-birds half-articulate, Which no charRate it:

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I Feel That I am Free
Owen Suffolk
gilds the trees, And I hear a voice of music Singing to me in the breeze. There is in my heart aRate it:

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Maud Muller
John Greenleaf Whittier
wealth Of simple beauty and rustic health. Singing, she wrought, and her merry gleee The mock-bRate it:

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