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The Mayfair Love-Song
William Makepeace Thackeray
my blood to run? What makes my heart to glow and swell? I know my chief's distrust and hate; He saRate it:

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The Midnight Mass
Ada Cambridge
still and quiet there: The heave and swell, and sudden, plunging dash Against the low rocks lying Rate it:

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The Orange-Peel In The Gutter
Mathilde Blind
the sweeter breathèd sighs Of southern breezes swell and rise; Rise, swell I hear the balm-fed breeRate it:

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The Prairies
William Cullen Bryant
I behold them for the first, And my heart swells, while the dilated sight Takes in the encircling vRate it:

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The Reckoning
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
o'er us Let the wine unsparing run! Wilt thou swell our merry chorus? Hast thou all thy duty doneRate it:

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The Sicilian Captive
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
walls where the bright spears hung. But the swell was gone from the quivering string, They had suRate it:

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The Spirit Of Navigation
William Lisle Bowles
vessel scuds before the wind; Her parting sails swell stately to the morn; She leaves the green earRate it:

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The Statues in the Block
John Boyle O'Reilly
lover's kiss, And reckless bodice open to the swell, And deep eyes soft with love's suffusion—LovRate it:

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The Troubadour. Canto 2 E (Breaking Free)
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
from afar. At other times his heart would swell With tenderness unutterable: He would have borne heRate it:

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The Troubadour. Canto 3 E (Escape)
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
moonshine fell O'er mirrors and the tapestried swell Of gold and purple: on they went Through roomsRate it:

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The Wind Speaks
Alfred Austin
wife. ``I blow from the shore as the surges swell, And the drenched barque strains for port, But hRate it:

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To the Virginian Voyage
Michael Drayton
aboard bestow you, And with a merry gale Swell your stretch'd sail With vows as strong Rate it:

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Visions of the worlds vanitie.
Edmund Spenser
prouide, Vpon his iawes, that with blacke venime swell. Why then should greatest things the least dRate it:

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Windsor Forest
Alexander Pope
elements a Tyrant sway'd? In vain kind seasons swell'd the teeming grain, Soft show'rs distill'd, aRate it:

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Winter - The Fourth Pastoral, or Daphne
Alexander Pope
may kind rains their vital moisture yield, And swell the future harvest of the field. Begin; this cRate it:

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A Pastoral Betwixt David, Thirsis, And The Angel Gabriel, Upon The Birth Of Our Saviour
James Thomson
tell The joy that shall their oozy channels swell. Feed on, my flocks, and crop the tender grass,Rate it:

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Albert and the Lion
Marriott Edgar
young Albert, All dressed in his best; quite a swell With a stick with an 'orse's 'ead 'andle, The Rate it:

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As I Ebb'd With the Ocean of Life
Walt Whitman
the storm, the long calm, the darkness, the swell, Musing, pondering, a breath, a briny tear, a dabRate it:

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His Last Sonnet
John Keats
breast, To feel for ever its soft fall and swell, Awake for ever in a sweet unrest, Still, still toRate it:

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If This Be All
Anne Brontë
current from within, The outward torrent's swell: While all the good I would impart, The Rate it:

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Initial Love
Ralph Waldo Emerson
rolls them with delighted motion, Joy-tides swell their mimic ocean. Yet holds he them with tortestRate it:

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Roan Stallion
Robinson Jeffers
a roan, a big one, That stepped daintily; by the swell of the neck, a stallion. 'What have you got,Rate it:

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The First and the Last
Brian Kirchner
spinning breath A lifelong death A tolling swell A rolling spell A grasp of hate A cleaning slRate it:

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Sonia Walker
a prayer that your ship will survive the ocean's swell and take heed that the danger does not only Rate it:

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The Spring—Time, O The Spring--Time
Alfred Austin
birds begin to build, And the buds begin to swell. When the sun with the clouds plays hide-and-seekRate it:

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