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Goldilocks And Goldilocks
William Morris
It was Goldilocks woke up in the morn At the first of the shearing of the corn. There stood his mother on the hearth And of new-leased wheat was l...Rate it:

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Granite And Cypress
Robinson Jeffers
White-maned, wide-throated, the heavy-shouldered children of the wind leap at the sea-cliff. The invisible falcon Brooded on water and bred them in...Rate it:

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Lachlan Side
Henry Lawson
REGION of damper and junk and tea, Region of pastures wide! The fairest spots in the world to me Are out on the Lachlan Side. CHORUS: I’m off to t...Rate it:

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Lost and Given Over
Edwin James Brady
A Mermaid’s not a human thing, An’ courtin’ such is folly; Of flesh an’ blood I’d rather sing, What ain’t so melancholy. Oh, Berta! Loo! ...Rate it:

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Malcolm's Katie: A Love Story - Part IV.
Isabella Valancy Crawford
From his far wigwam sprang the strong North Wind And rush'd with war-cry down the steep ravines, And wrestl'd with the giants of the woods; And wit...Rate it:

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Never, Never Land
Henry Lawson
By hut, homestead and shearing shed, By railroad, coach and track- By lonely graves where rest the dead, Up-Country and Out-Back: To where beneath ...Rate it:

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Nightmare: A Tale for an Autumn Evening
Amy Lowell
After a Print by George Cruikshank It was a gusty night, With the wind booming, and swooping, Looping round corners, Sliding over the cobble-stone...Rate it:

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Noon On The Barrier Ranges
Roderic Quinn
THE saltbush steeped in drowsy stillness lies, The mulga seems to swoon, A hawk hangs poised within the burning skies, And it is noon. The river-gu...Rate it:

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Now When The Number Of My Years
Robert Louis Stevenson
NOW when the number of my years Is all fulfilled, and I From sedentary life Shall rouse me up to die, Bury me low and let me lie Under the wide and...Rate it:

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Ode to Liberty
William Taylor Collins
S T R O P H E. WHO shall wake the Spartan Fife, And call in solemn Sounds to Life, The Youths, whose Locks divinely spreading, Like vernal Hyac...Rate it:

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Paradise Lost: Book 06
John Milton
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, with rosy hand Un...Rate it:

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Sleep And Poetry
John Keats
As I lay in my bed slepe full unmete Was unto me, but why that I ne might Rest I ne wist, for there n'as erthly wight [As I suppose] had more of he...Rate it:

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Stanzas For Music
Robert Fuller Murray
I loved a little maiden In the golden years gone by; She lived in a mill, as they all do (There is doubtless a reason why). But she faded in the au...Rate it:

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Tarafa
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
The tent lines these of Kháula in stone--stricken Tháhmadi. See where the fire has touched them, dyed dark as the hands of her. 'Twas here thy frie...Rate it:

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The Book of Urizen: Chapter III
William Blake
1. The voice ended, they saw his pale visage Emerge from the darkness; his hand On the rock of eternity unclasping The Book of brass. Rage siez'd t...Rate it:

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The City (2)
Archibald Lampman
Canst thou not rest, O city, That liest so wide and fair; Shall never an hour bring pity, Nor end be found for care? Thy walls are high in heaven,...Rate it:

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The Creek of the Four Graves [Late Version]
Charles Harpur
A settler in the olden times went forth With four of his most bold and trusted men Into the wilderness—went forth to seek New streams and wider pas...Rate it:

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The Crown Of Empire
George Essex Evans
Free is the wind that lashes into foam The fortress waves that gird the Sea-King’s home And free the war-worn Flag that is our fame That fear, nor ...Rate it:

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The Drowned Alive
Charles Harpur
I was one so deeply drowned, That when the drag my body found, Twas void of motion, void of breath, And to sensation dead as death. In a langui...Rate it:

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The Dunciad: Book II.
Alexander Pope
High on a gorgeous seat, that far out-shone Henley's gilt tub, or Flecknoe's Irish throne, Or that where on her Curlls the public pours, All-bounte...Rate it:

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The Fight With The Dragon
Friedrich Schiller
Why run the crowd? What means the throng That rushes fast the streets along? Can Rhodes a prey to flames, then, be? In crowds they gather hastily,...Rate it:

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The First Love Dream
Henry Clay Work
Last night, mother, he told me so, As we walked by the pebbly stream; And I wake so happy--so wild with joy, It seems like a fairy dream. But his c...Rate it:

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The Folk-Mote By The River
William Morris
It was up in the morn we rose betimes From the hall-floor hard by the row of limes. It was but John the Red and I, And we were the brethren of Gre...Rate it:

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The Lay Of The Bell
Friedrich Schiller
Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the birth The bell that shall be born to-day! Who ...Rate it:

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The Moors
Edith Nesbit
NOT in rich glebe and ripe green garden only Does Summer weave her sweet resistless spells, But in high hills, and moorlands waste and lonely, T...Rate it:

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