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Elegiac Stanzas On The Death Of Sir Peter Parker, Bart.
George Gordon Lord Byron
mourner o'er the humblest grave; But nations swell the funeral cry, And Triumph weeps above the braRate it:

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Elegiac Stanzas Suggested by a Picture of Peele Castle
William Wordsworth
is here; That Hulk which labours in the deadly swell, This rueful sky, this pageantry of fear! Rate it:

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Elegy III. On the Untimely Death of a Certain Learned Acquainance
William Shenstone
I saw him sink to rest! Like one ordain'd to swell the vulgar throng; As though the Virtues had notRate it:

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Elegy VI
John Donne
bosom, and then chide And bend her brows, and swell if any bough Do but stoop down, or kiss her upmRate it:

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Elegy XIV: Julia
John Donne
yet was ne'er envied. To vomit gall in slander, swell her veins With calumny, that hell itself diRate it:

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Elegy XV. In Memory of a Private Family in Worcestershire
William Shenstone
as the village caught the waving sound, A swelling tear distream'd from every eye. So droop'd, I wRate it:

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Elegy XVIII: Love's Progress
John Donne
we fall, (Not faint Canaries, but Ambrosial) Her swelling lips; to which when we are come, We anchoRate it:

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Elegy XX. He Compares His Humble Fortune With the Distress of Others
William Shenstone
prevail; Here the blue asps with livid poison swell; Here the dry dipsa writhes his sinuous mail; CRate it:

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Elemental Drifts
Walt Whitman
From the storm, the long calm, the darkness, the swell; Musing, pondering, a breath, a briny teaRate it:

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Friedrich Schiller
the dance of the hours, In space without bounds swell the soul and its powers, And truth, with no Rate it:

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Endymion: Book I
John Keats
only see Stems thronging all around between the swell Of turf and slanting branches: who could tellRate it:

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England And Spain
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
let the chords thy heavenly presence own, And swell a louder note, a nobler tone; Call from the sunRate it:

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Epilogue to Henry II.
John Dryden
well, And fear the poison that would make me swell. Rate it:

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Epistles to Several Persons: Epistle IV, To Richard Boyle,
Alexander Pope
To rear the column, or the arch to bend, To swell the terrace, or to sink the grot; In all,Rate it:

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Edith Wharton
snow Lay lightly heaped upon the turf's light swell; By gardens, whence upon the wayside fell JasmiRate it:

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Extempore Lines
Henry Kendall
link or two be broken. A tiny rill will swell a stream, A spark will cause a flame, And one man’s Rate it:

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Fears In Solitude
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
poised himself. The hills are heathy, save that swelling slope, Which hath a gay and gorgeous coverRate it:

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Thomas Chatterton
aside; O, Autumn! Bid the grape with poison swell. The pension'd muse of Johnson is no more! DrRate it:

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Femmes Damnées
Charles Baudelaire
I weep, for your dismal sufferings, thirsts that swell, and the vessels of love, where your great hRate it:

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Ferdinando and Elvira
William Schwenck Gilbert
I make a sugar bird-cage, which upon a table swell is; "Then I polish all the silver, which a suppRate it:

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Filipinos, Remember Us
Edgar Lee Masters
When you have armed and joined the East To swell the Peril which affrights Our bloody consciencRate it:

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Flora Macivor's Song
Sir Walter Scott
Keppoch, give breath to thy bugle's bold swell, Till far Coryarrick resound to the knell! Stern soRate it:

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Florentine Pilgrim
Robert William Service
to his talk. "Bologna! Say, the lunch was swell; Them wops know how to feed you well. Verona! TherRate it:

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Flowers Without Fruit
John Henry Newman
thy words; the thoughts control That o'er thee swell and throng;-- They will condense within thy soRate it:

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Four Points in a Life
James Thomson
eyes. How the green grass and every flower swell yearning To hint more clearly some high lovelinRate it:

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