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Tell Me
Many years ago I was living with depression
And all I wanted was just to be alone
But now I found myself smiling with no reason
Funny that sometimes you're in my imagination
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Ma. Cristina Colima
Many years ago I was living with depression
And all I wanted was just to be alone
But now I found myself smiling with no reason
Funny that sometimes you're in my imagination
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Ma. Cristina Colima
My First Ever Mistake
The mistake I had never expected,
I did it without getting into awareness
Of how it would react.
Lacking that girl in me is like lacking
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Abubakar Mohammed Musa
The mistake I had never expected,
I did it without getting into awareness
Of how it would react.
Lacking that girl in me is like lacking
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Abubakar Mohammed Musa
The Secret
She sought to breathe one word, but vainly;
Too many listeners were nigh;
And yet my timid glance read plainly
The language of her speaking eye.
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Friedrich Schiller
She sought to breathe one word, but vainly;
Too many listeners were nigh;
And yet my timid glance read plainly
The language of her speaking eye.
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Friedrich Schiller
A Busy Man
This crowded life of God's good giving
No man has relished more than I;
I've been so goldarned busy living
I've never had the time to die.
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Robert Service
This crowded life of God's good giving
No man has relished more than I;
I've been so goldarned busy living
I've never had the time to die.
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Robert Service
My Pen
My Pen
It keeps me busy in my bookish cage
Gliding and sliding on the open page
It rest so quiet but not dumb
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Abdullahi Lawal
My Pen
It keeps me busy in my bookish cage
Gliding and sliding on the open page
It rest so quiet but not dumb
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Abdullahi Lawal
Alone
Strange thoughts come to the man alone;
'Tis then, if ever, he talks with God,
And views himself as a single clod
In the soil of life where the souls are grown.
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Edgar Albert Guest
Strange thoughts come to the man alone;
'Tis then, if ever, he talks with God,
And views himself as a single clod
In the soil of life where the souls are grown.
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Edgar Albert Guest
Jobson's Amen
"Blessed be the English and all their ways and works.
Cursed be the Infidels, Hereticks, and Turks!"
"Amen," quo' Jobson, "but where I used to lie
Was neither Candle, Bell nor Book to curse my brethren by,
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Rudyard Kipling
"Blessed be the English and all their ways and works.
Cursed be the Infidels, Hereticks, and Turks!"
"Amen," quo' Jobson, "but where I used to lie
Was neither Candle, Bell nor Book to curse my brethren by,
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Rudyard Kipling
The Marriage Of Heaven And Hell
THE ARGUMENT
RINTRAH roars and shakes his
fires in the burdenM air,
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William Blake
THE ARGUMENT
RINTRAH roars and shakes his
fires in the burdenM air,
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William Blake
The Norman Boy
High on a broad unfertile tract of forest-skirted Down,
Nor kept by Nature for herself, nor made by man his own,
From home and company remote and every playful joy,
Served, tending a few sheep and goats, a ragged Norman Boy.
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William Wordsworth
High on a broad unfertile tract of forest-skirted Down,
Nor kept by Nature for herself, nor made by man his own,
From home and company remote and every playful joy,
Served, tending a few sheep and goats, a ragged Norman Boy.
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William Wordsworth
Michael: A Pastoral Poem
If from the public way you turn your steps
Up the tumultuous brook of Green-head Ghyll,
You will suppose that with an upright path
Your feet must struggle; in such bold ascent
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William Wordsworth
If from the public way you turn your steps
Up the tumultuous brook of Green-head Ghyll,
You will suppose that with an upright path
Your feet must struggle; in such bold ascent
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William Wordsworth
Good Books
Good books are friendly things to own.
If you are busy they will wait.
They will not call you on the phone
Or wake you if the hour is late.
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Edgar Albert Guest
Good books are friendly things to own.
If you are busy they will wait.
They will not call you on the phone
Or wake you if the hour is late.
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Edgar Albert Guest
I'm Sorry For The Dead-today
529
I'm sorry for the Deadâ??Todayâ??
It's such congenial times
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Emily Dickinson
529
I'm sorry for the Deadâ??Todayâ??
It's such congenial times
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Emily Dickinson
The Printing Machine
It begins at the brink of the dawn,
with the sound of chrring printing machine.
Chrring bloody scenes into bold black ink and we drink to that ink that make our stomach sink yet the machine harps happily.
and there goes the busy printing machine louder and louder, More louder than the screams of a woman screaming for help in a warehouse while she was raped, brutally but the fair and lovely ad gets more space snootily and strangly we go on reading the newspaper with our daily cup of tea perpetually.
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Riya Saluja
It begins at the brink of the dawn,
with the sound of chrring printing machine.
Chrring bloody scenes into bold black ink and we drink to that ink that make our stomach sink yet the machine harps happily.
and there goes the busy printing machine louder and louder, More louder than the screams of a woman screaming for help in a warehouse while she was raped, brutally but the fair and lovely ad gets more space snootily and strangly we go on reading the newspaper with our daily cup of tea perpetually.
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Riya Saluja
The Alien
THE ALIEN
I am an alien
I live in a world where aggression and brutality are the codes
The people of this world find fun in watching people slowly lose their breath
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Piol Tiek John
THE ALIEN
I am an alien
I live in a world where aggression and brutality are the codes
The people of this world find fun in watching people slowly lose their breath
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Piol Tiek John
I Lost My Diamond
I lost my diamond
While I was busy collecting stones
That had no value
Yesterday I was busy ,
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Senty De Poet
I lost my diamond
While I was busy collecting stones
That had no value
Yesterday I was busy ,
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Senty De Poet
Venus And Adonis
Even as the sun with purple-coloured face
Had ta'en his last leave of the weeping morn,
Rose-cheeked Adonis hied him to the chase;
Hunting he loved, but love he laughed to scorn.
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William Shakespeare
Even as the sun with purple-coloured face
Had ta'en his last leave of the weeping morn,
Rose-cheeked Adonis hied him to the chase;
Hunting he loved, but love he laughed to scorn.
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William Shakespeare
I Keep Six Honest...
I keep six honest serving-men
(They taught me all I knew);
Their names are What and Why and When
And How and Where and Who.
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Rudyard Kipling
I keep six honest serving-men
(They taught me all I knew);
Their names are What and Why and When
And How and Where and Who.
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Rudyard Kipling
A Rainy Day
Oh, what a blessed interval
A rainy day may be!
No lightning flash nor tempest roar,
But one incessant, steady pour
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Hattie Howard
Oh, what a blessed interval
A rainy day may be!
No lightning flash nor tempest roar,
But one incessant, steady pour
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Hattie Howard
One Struggle More, And I Am Free
One struggle more, and I am free
From pangs that rend my heart in twain;
One last long sigh to love and thee,
Then back to busy life again.
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George Gordon Byron
One struggle more, and I am free
From pangs that rend my heart in twain;
One last long sigh to love and thee,
Then back to busy life again.
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George Gordon Byron
The Holy Fair
A note of seeming truth and trust
Hid crafty observation;
And secret hung, with poison'd crust,
The dirk of defamation:
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Robert Burns
A note of seeming truth and trust
Hid crafty observation;
And secret hung, with poison'd crust,
The dirk of defamation:
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Robert Burns
Life
Life is a Painting,
Which is Enchanting,
So let's do the Hunting,
Before Eventing!
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Writer Izna
Life is a Painting,
Which is Enchanting,
So let's do the Hunting,
Before Eventing!
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Writer Izna
The Voice
I dreamed a Voice, of one God-authorised,
Cried loudly throâ?? the world, â??Disarm! Disarm! â??
And there was consernation in the camps;
And men who strutted under braid and lace
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I dreamed a Voice, of one God-authorised,
Cried loudly throâ?? the world, â??Disarm! Disarm! â??
And there was consernation in the camps;
And men who strutted under braid and lace
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
In Memory Of W.b. Yeats
I
He disappeared in the dead of winter:
The brooks were frozen, the airports almost deserted,
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W. H. Auden
I
He disappeared in the dead of winter:
The brooks were frozen, the airports almost deserted,
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W. H. Auden
A Working Party
Three hours ago he blundered up the trench,
Sliding and poising, groping with his boots;
Sometimes he tripped and lurched against the walls
With hands that pawed the sodden bags of chalk.
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Siegfried Sassoon
Three hours ago he blundered up the trench,
Sliding and poising, groping with his boots;
Sometimes he tripped and lurched against the walls
With hands that pawed the sodden bags of chalk.
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Siegfried Sassoon
Beautiful Dreamer Serenade
1 Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
2 Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
3 Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,
4 Lull'd by the moonlight have all pass'd a way!
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Stephen C. Foster
1 Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
2 Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
3 Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,
4 Lull'd by the moonlight have all pass'd a way!
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Stephen C. Foster
The Fairies Of The Caldon Low
“And where have you been, my Mary,
And where have you been from me?”
“I've been to the top of the Caldon Low,
The midsummer night to see!”
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Mary Howitt
“And where have you been, my Mary,
And where have you been from me?”
“I've been to the top of the Caldon Low,
The midsummer night to see!”
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Mary Howitt
The Englishman In Italy
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.)
Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one,
Sit here by my side,
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Robert Browning
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.)
Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one,
Sit here by my side,
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Robert Browning
Absalom And Achitophel
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin,
Before polygamy was made a sin;
When man, on many, multipli'd his kind,
Ere one to one was cursedly confin'd:
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John Dryden
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin,
Before polygamy was made a sin;
When man, on many, multipli'd his kind,
Ere one to one was cursedly confin'd:
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John Dryden
In Praise Of Limestone
If it form the one landscape that we, the inconstant ones,
Are consistently homesick for, this is chiefly
Because it dissolves in water. Mark these rounded slopes
With their surface fragrance of thyme and, beneath,
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W. H. Auden
If it form the one landscape that we, the inconstant ones,
Are consistently homesick for, this is chiefly
Because it dissolves in water. Mark these rounded slopes
With their surface fragrance of thyme and, beneath,
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W. H. Auden
The Wish
Well then; I now do plainly see
This busy world and I shall ne'er agree.
The very honey of all earthly joy
Does of all meats the soonest cloy;
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Abraham Cowley
Well then; I now do plainly see
This busy world and I shall ne'er agree.
The very honey of all earthly joy
Does of all meats the soonest cloy;
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Abraham Cowley
The Sonnets Cxliii - Lo, As A Careful Housewife Runs To Catch
Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch
One of her feather'd creatures broke away,
Sets down her babe, and makes all swift dispatch
In pursuit of the thing she would have stay;
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William Shakespeare
Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch
One of her feather'd creatures broke away,
Sets down her babe, and makes all swift dispatch
In pursuit of the thing she would have stay;
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William Shakespeare
R. S. S.
All-worshipped Gold! thou mighty mystery
Say by what name shall I address thee rather,
Our blessing, or our bane? Without thy aid,
The generous pangs of pity but distress
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William Cowper
All-worshipped Gold! thou mighty mystery
Say by what name shall I address thee rather,
Our blessing, or our bane? Without thy aid,
The generous pangs of pity but distress
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William Cowper
Book Lover
I keep collecting books I know
I'll never, never read;
My wife and daughter tell me so,
And yet I never head.
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Robert Service
I keep collecting books I know
I'll never, never read;
My wife and daughter tell me so,
And yet I never head.
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Robert Service
Proximity
I KNOW not, wherefore, dearest love,
Thou often art so strange and coy
When 'mongst man's busy haunts we move,
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Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
I KNOW not, wherefore, dearest love,
Thou often art so strange and coy
When 'mongst man's busy haunts we move,
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Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
The Storm
If as the winds and waters here below
Do fly and flow,
My sighs and tears as busy were above;
Sure they would move
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George Herbert
If as the winds and waters here below
Do fly and flow,
My sighs and tears as busy were above;
Sure they would move
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George Herbert
The Gardener Xiv: I Was Walking By The Road
I was walking by the road, I do not
know why, when the noonday was past
and bamboo branches rustled in the
wind.
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Rabindranath Tagore
I was walking by the road, I do not
know why, when the noonday was past
and bamboo branches rustled in the
wind.
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Rabindranath Tagore
On Quitting
How much grit do you think you've got?
Can you quit a thing that you like a lot?
You may talk of pluck; it's an easy word,
And where'er you go it is often heard;
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Edgar Albert Guest
How much grit do you think you've got?
Can you quit a thing that you like a lot?
You may talk of pluck; it's an easy word,
And where'er you go it is often heard;
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Edgar Albert Guest
Michael Oaktree
Under an arch of glorious leaves I passed
Out of the wood and saw the sickle moon
Floating in daylight o'er the pale green sea.
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Alfred Noyes
Under an arch of glorious leaves I passed
Out of the wood and saw the sickle moon
Floating in daylight o'er the pale green sea.
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Alfred Noyes
Influence
In gentle showers the rain descends,
And softly falls the dew.
The dewdrop with the raindrop blends;
The tiny stream they form then wends
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Joseph Horatio Chant
In gentle showers the rain descends,
And softly falls the dew.
The dewdrop with the raindrop blends;
The tiny stream they form then wends
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Joseph Horatio Chant
Thousand Lies.
Promise are to keep & hold it with dignity,
Enlighten beings sacrifice life there,
Rather than breaking promises,
Nobel are the person who hold promises.
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Norbu Dorji
Promise are to keep & hold it with dignity,
Enlighten beings sacrifice life there,
Rather than breaking promises,
Nobel are the person who hold promises.
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Norbu Dorji
The Hunting Of The Snark
Dedication
Inscribed to a dear Child:
in memory of golden summer hours
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Lewis Carroll
Dedication
Inscribed to a dear Child:
in memory of golden summer hours
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Lewis Carroll
Leisure
Leisure, thou goddess of a bygone age,
When hours were long and days sufficed to hold
Wide-eyed delights and pleasures uncontrolled
By shortening moments, when no gaunt presage
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Amy Lowell
Leisure, thou goddess of a bygone age,
When hours were long and days sufficed to hold
Wide-eyed delights and pleasures uncontrolled
By shortening moments, when no gaunt presage
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Amy Lowell
A Song Of Sixty-five
Brave Thackeray has trolled of days when he was twenty-one,
And bounded up five flights of stairs, a gallant garreteer;
And yet again in mellow vein when youth was gaily run,
Has dipped his nose in Gascon wine, and told of Forty Year.
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Robert Service
Brave Thackeray has trolled of days when he was twenty-one,
And bounded up five flights of stairs, a gallant garreteer;
And yet again in mellow vein when youth was gaily run,
Has dipped his nose in Gascon wine, and told of Forty Year.
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Robert Service
Winding Wool
She'd bring to me a skein of wool
And beg me to hold out my hands;
so on my pipe I cease to pull
And watch her twine the shining strands
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Robert Service
She'd bring to me a skein of wool
And beg me to hold out my hands;
so on my pipe I cease to pull
And watch her twine the shining strands
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Robert Service
An Afternoon
I am stirred by the dream of an afternoon
Of a perfect day-though it was not June;
The lilt of winds, and the droning tune
That a busy city was humming.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I am stirred by the dream of an afternoon
Of a perfect day-though it was not June;
The lilt of winds, and the droning tune
That a busy city was humming.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I step across the mystic border-land,
And look upon the wonder-world of Art.
How beautiful, how beautiful its hills!
And all its valleys, how surpassing fair!
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I step across the mystic border-land,
And look upon the wonder-world of Art.
How beautiful, how beautiful its hills!
And all its valleys, how surpassing fair!
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Women
With rather insincere apologies to Mr. Rudyard Kipling.
I went to ask my government if they would set me free,
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Alice Duer Miller
With rather insincere apologies to Mr. Rudyard Kipling.
I went to ask my government if they would set me free,
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Alice Duer Miller