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The Bowge of Courte
John Skelton
Maye never dye bute evermore endure. I was sore moved to a force the same, But Ignoraunce full sRate it:

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The Daguerreotype
William Vaughn Moody
aura breathing myrrh and thyme, Where the sore-stricken body made a clime Gentler than May and plRate it:

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The Example of Vertu : Cantos I.-VII.
Stephen Hawes
consyderynge my grete neglygence It fereth me sore for to endyte But at auenture I wyll now wryteRate it:

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The Flesh and the Spirit
Anne Bradstreet
ne'er deject. For riches dost thou long full sore? Behold enough of precious store. Earth Rate it:

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The Floure of Curtesye
John Lydgate
my paynes kene, And for constraynte of my sighes sore, I set me downe under a laurer grene Ful pitoRate it:

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The Fyghtynge Seventh
Ambrose Bierce
Tongues are flashing deadly To smyte the Foeman sore! With divers kinds of Riddance The smoaking ERate it:

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The Law Of The Yukon
Robert William Service
the red rage of battle; sane for I harry them sore; Send me men girt for the combat, men who are grRate it:

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The Living Dead
Mario William Vitale
faster Who am I not to feel the pain the deep sore pain I share with those mourning Mourning thRate it:

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The Marriage of Sir Gawaine
Thomas Percy
to see; When to his bowre he bare my love, And sore misused mee. And when I told him, king ArthùreRate it:

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The Night Ride
Victor James Daley
kiss, or farewell kind -- But oh! my heart was sore to think Of friends I left behind. We roRate it:

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The Parliament Of Fowles
Geoffrey Chaucer
Astonyeth with his wonderful worching So sore y-wis, that whan I on him thinke, Nat wot Rate it:

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The Shepheardes Calender: September
Edmund Spenser
my store, But such eeking hath made my hart sore. In tho countryes, whereas I haue bene, No beinRate it:

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The Shepherd's Week : Monday; or the Squabble
John Gay
calf; Wo worth the tongue! may blisters sore it gall, That names Buxoma, Blouzelind withal. Cuddy.Rate it:

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The Sun Hath Twice
Henry Howard
thus and fade? Alas, I see nothing to hurt so sore But time sometime reduceth a return; Yet time Rate it:

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The Universal Shyp
Sebastian Brant
payne And lyke to botes troubled with tempest sore From rocke to rocke cast in this se mundayne, BeRate it:

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To the Memory of my dear and ever honoured Father Thomas Dudley Esq; Who deceased, July 31. 1653. an
Anne Bradstreet
the praises of the dead, My mournfull mind, sore prest, in trembling verse Presents my LamentationsRate it:

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Walcheren Expedition
James Henry Leigh Hunt
his laughter, The Fleming's thoughts grew sore, As ye came In your fame To the dark and swampy shRate it:

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A Fair Melody: To Be Sung By Good Christians
Hans Sachs
many they may be; All human teachings dread thou sore, Though good they seem to thee; But put thy wRate it:

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A Watch In The Night
Algernon Charles Swinburne
and of doubt, The night-watches bitter and sore. In the quicksands leftward and right My feet sinRate it:

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Bessie's Boil
Robert William Service
and finally says wi' a frown: "I'll bet it's as sore as the divvle, especially whin ye sit down. I Rate it:

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My Love, Oh, She Is My Love
Douglas Hyde
oh, she my store! Whose grey eye wounded me so sore, Who will not place in mine her palm, Nor loRate it:

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Prayer Of Columbus
Walt Whitman
dark rebellious brows, twelve dreary months, Sore, stiff with many toils, sicken'd, and nigh to Rate it:

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Sonnet LVII
Edmund Spenser
battry more to beare: So weake my powres, so sore my wounds appeare, that wonder is how I should liRate it:

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Symptom Recital
Dorothy Parker
are shot to hell. My soul is crushed, my spirit sore; I do not like me any more. I cavil, quarrel, Rate it:

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Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 2. The Sicilian's Tale; The Bell of Atri
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
steed of state! He calls for justice, being sore distressed, And pleads his cause as loudly as the Rate it:

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