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An 'Exhibit'
Ambrose Bierce
I burn with shame and rage Beyond my power of telling To see assassins in a cage And keepers yellinRate it:

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An Appeal to Women
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
repeats. O'er and o'er the same old story, Telling how the dear old Tory Abdicates (perhaps) when wRate it:

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An Insincere Wish Addressed to a Beggar
Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
can't forget that I am rich, Nor I that you are telling lies. Love never comes but at love's call,Rate it:

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Anne Frank
Maria Durdan
have hope I will cope Nazi's are everywhere telling us what to do They are pure evil even the docRate it:

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Any Form Of Life Was Better Than Death
Nikhil Parekh
Everytime I saw impudently pretentious brats; telling their life-bestowing parents to clean the staRate it:

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Are you Loving Enough?
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
wait to speak it above a bier. Oh the time for telling your love is brief, But long, long, long iRate it:

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Artist
Robert William Service
far from cold. Then (strange it is beyond the telling), He saw the people round him press: His painRate it:

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As Long As She Was Sitting Beside Me
Nikhil Parekh
beside me; flirtatiously pinching my nose; telling me that I was beautiful. How does it matter eRate it:

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Asparagus
Marriott Edgar
A truly remarkable feat, And pictured her telling the neighbours As 'twere 'sparagus-what the tofRate it:

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Asphodel, That Greeny Flower
William Carlos Williams
Of love, abiding love it will be telling though too weak a wash of crimsoRate it:

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Aunt Imogen
Edwin Arlington Robinson
to tell her so; And something in his way of telling it— The language, or the tone, or something elRate it:

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Autumnal Sonnet
William Allingham
night the monitory blast Wails in the key-hold, telling how it pass'd O'er empty fields, or uplanRate it:

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Away, Delights
John Fletcher
die. Farewell, false love! thy tongue is ever telling Lie after lie. For ever let me rest nowRate it:

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Bayard Taylor
John Greenleaf Whittier
with him. The Arab's tent To him its story-telling secret lent. And, pleased, we listened to the taRate it:

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Beggars
William Wordsworth
dead, Sir, many a day.'- 'Hush, boys! you're telling me a lie; It was your Mother, as I say!' And, Rate it:

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Begin The Begun
Mario William Vitale
beach Seagulls flock overhead Voices in my head Telling me to go to the fare It was there i shed a Rate it:

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Better—than Music! For I—who heard it
Emily Dickinson
the Anguish—Grandame's story— But—I was telling a tune—I heard— Not such a strain—the Church—baptiRate it:

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Beyond the blue
Emily Pauline Johnson
Rove was after,--well, sir, I just don't mind telling you, But I forgot that moment Ben was up beyRate it:

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Billy of Queensland
Henry Lawson
say that I’m going to). He says he is tired of telling lies For a Blank he knows for a Gory Scamp— Rate it:

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Boys Bathing
Muriel Stuart
one Lies couched among the shells, the sands Telling gold hours between his hands: One floats like Rate it:

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Break of Day
Siegfried Sassoon
on it all, and scarce believes That earth is telling its old peaceful tale; He thanks the blessed Rate it:

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But Not Forgotten
Dorothy Parker
memory And keep my image, there without me, By telling later loves about me. Rate it:

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By The Seaside : The Secret Of The Sea
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
cadence, Flow its unrhymed lyric lines;-- Telling how the Count Arnaldos, With his hawk upon his Rate it:

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Carillon
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
each wandering vision, Mingled with the fortune-telling Gypsy-bands of dreams and fancies, Which amRate it:

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Ch 01 Manner Of Kings Story 14
Sa di
who had acted treacherously and reproached him, telling him that it was base, ungrateful, despicablRate it:

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