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Flora Macivor's Song
Sir Walter Scott
verse! Be mute every string, and be hush'd every tone, That shall bid us remember the fame that is Rate it:

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Fontana Di Trevi
Alfred Austin
when nought is left thee save A half-remembered tone. The light that gilds my world no more, But oRate it:

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For Lillian
Robert Crawford
the heart knows Thrill with the glamour of her tone and touch Like music that is sweetest at the Rate it:

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For'ard
Henry Lawson
travelled aft -- With his rug an' gladstone, aft, With his cap an' spyglass, aft -- A careRate it:

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Forerunners
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Flowers they strew,—I catch the scent; Or tone of silver instrument Leaves on the wind melodious tRate it:

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Foreshadowings
Henry Kendall
stormbirds, and their melancholy wail Lends a tone of deeper pathos to the melancholy gale! Whilst Rate it:

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Forsaking All Others Part 3
Alice Duer Miller
this she paused, and then she said:'Your tone Wounds me. I live so terribly alone, I am perhaps toRate it:

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Forsaking All Others Part 5
Alice Duer Miller
WHITE figure spoke from the doorway In a tone deliberately bright: 'Would you like to see the patieRate it:

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Four Riddles
Lewis Carroll
flame, Lives in his eye, and trembles in his tone: And these wild words of fury but proclaim A hearRate it:

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Fragment Of A Satire On Satire
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Softening harsh words with friendship’s gentle tone, How incorrect his public conduct is, And whatRate it:

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Fragment: Wedded Souls
Percy Bysshe Shelley
and known The inmost converse of his soul, the tone Unheard but in the silence of his blood, When Rate it:

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Friar Lubin. (From The French)
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
cannot do it. With flattering words and gentle tone, To woo and win some guileless maid, Cunning pRate it:

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Frithiof's Temptation. (From The Swedish)
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Nastrand, but on light, unfolded wings, Like the tone of harps, the other, sounding towards the sunRate it:

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Frogs in chorus
Andrew Barton Paterson
croak, croak!" The poet frog, in his plaintive tone, Sang of a sorrow was all his own; "How shaRate it:

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From A Full Moon In March
William Butler Yeats
age: When strangers murdered Emmet, Fitzgerald, Tone, We lived like men that watch a painted stage.Rate it:

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From Monte Pincio
Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
through roseate air Nebulous floating of tone-sacrifices, Twilight in churches now broadens and risRate it:

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From The Portuguese, 'Tu Mi Chamas'
George Gordon Lord Byron
to delight devoted, 'My life!' with tenderest tone you cry; Dear words! on which my heart had dotedRate it:

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From “Phantasmion” - One Face Alone
Sara Coleridge
I pine to hear; But, when its meek mellifluous tone Usurps mine ear, Those slavish chainRate it:

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Funeral Of Youth, The: Threnody
Rupert Brooke
grave they stay'd. Old WISDOM read, In mumbling tone, the Service for the Dead. There stood ROMANCRate it:

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Futtypore Sicri - The Favourite Residence of the Emperor Ackbar
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
each shade is a spectre—and winds have a tone, To the ear of the innocent sleeper unknown ; When thRate it:

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Galatea
Henry Kendall
his lip and hearkened, And dug and dragged the stone of death, by ways that dipped and darkened. ARate it:

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Gefion
Hans Christian Andersen
røre, Kong Gylfe lyster at høre. Sært toner den dybe Strængeleg, En Qvinde kunde den kyse! Det erRate it:

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Gilbert
Charlotte Brontë
is no sorrow in his smile, No kindness in his tone; The triumph of a selfish heart Speaks colRate it:

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Ginevra
Percy Bysshe Shelley
own; And through the sunny air, with jangling tone, The music of the merry marriage-bells, KillingRate it:

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Glenfinlas; or, Lord Ronald's Coronach
Sir Walter Scott
spirits shrink to hear; And many a lay of potent tone, Was never meant for mortal ear. For there, Rate it:

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