SELFISH POEMS
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Wormwood And Nightshade
The troubles of life are many,
The pleasures of life are few;
When we sat in the sunlight, Annie,
I dreamt that the skies were blue-
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Adam Lindsay Gordon
The troubles of life are many,
The pleasures of life are few;
When we sat in the sunlight, Annie,
I dreamt that the skies were blue-
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Adam Lindsay Gordon
Why We Fight
This is the thing we fight:
A cry of terror in the night;
A ship on work of mercy bentâ??
A carrier of the sick and maimedâ??
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Edgar Albert Guest
This is the thing we fight:
A cry of terror in the night;
A ship on work of mercy bentâ??
A carrier of the sick and maimedâ??
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Edgar Albert Guest
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
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
Before Our Freedom
In the dungeons of untrue liberty, we were laid,
Chains of inhumanness clustered our treasured feet,
Good tidings they preached, to us, roes we weet,
“Static efforts that puzzled fettered minds”, I said,
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Chibueze Osukwu
In the dungeons of untrue liberty, we were laid,
Chains of inhumanness clustered our treasured feet,
Good tidings they preached, to us, roes we weet,
“Static efforts that puzzled fettered minds”, I said,
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Chibueze Osukwu
Set My Limits
I made myself limited, limited to the words eyes and attention, there was no better creation then your presentation. The presentation of your personality was what majority never had. That was what made you limited edition
I made myself scares. I was afraid to lose myself in the darkness of the world. that is why I hid in your light for safety and warmth. In your light my eyes were open. My teacher of life. It was tough love that tought me there is no such thing as love . It was you who thought me how to fight for things that could but that was pure selfish . Who was I looking for knowledge from. A greedy human who knew nothing but herself satisfaction
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Faizel Malek
I made myself limited, limited to the words eyes and attention, there was no better creation then your presentation. The presentation of your personality was what majority never had. That was what made you limited edition
I made myself scares. I was afraid to lose myself in the darkness of the world. that is why I hid in your light for safety and warmth. In your light my eyes were open. My teacher of life. It was tough love that tought me there is no such thing as love . It was you who thought me how to fight for things that could but that was pure selfish . Who was I looking for knowledge from. A greedy human who knew nothing but herself satisfaction
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Faizel Malek
I Wish I Could
I wish I could Get you,
I don't know how much this heart wants you all the time,
Feel Your Presence Everywhere,Where you are not there,
Always think to See you Again with that Shiny little Rain,
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Aks.
I wish I could Get you,
I don't know how much this heart wants you all the time,
Feel Your Presence Everywhere,Where you are not there,
Always think to See you Again with that Shiny little Rain,
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Aks.
The Sunshine Cat
They did this to her, the men who know her, the man
She loved, who loved her not enough, being selfish
And a coward, the husband who neither loved nor
Used her, but was a ruthless watcher, and the band
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Kamala Das
They did this to her, the men who know her, the man
She loved, who loved her not enough, being selfish
And a coward, the husband who neither loved nor
Used her, but was a ruthless watcher, and the band
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Kamala Das
At Christmas
A man is at his finest towards the finish of the year;
He is almost what he should be when the Christmas season is here;
Then he's thinking more of others than he's thought the months before,
And the laughter of his children is a joy worth toiling for.
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Edgar Albert Guest
A man is at his finest towards the finish of the year;
He is almost what he should be when the Christmas season is here;
Then he's thinking more of others than he's thought the months before,
And the laughter of his children is a joy worth toiling for.
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Edgar Albert Guest
Beyond The Complexion
Africa my dying land
Africa the field of blood
Africa the ignorant and blind
This mythical spiritual mantra
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Senty De Poet
Africa my dying land
Africa the field of blood
Africa the ignorant and blind
This mythical spiritual mantra
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Senty De Poet
Just Half Of That, Please
Grandmother says when I pass her the cake:
'Just half of that, please.'
If I serve her the tenderest portion of steak:
'Just half of that, please.'
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Edgar Albert Guest
Grandmother says when I pass her the cake:
'Just half of that, please.'
If I serve her the tenderest portion of steak:
'Just half of that, please.'
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Edgar Albert Guest
The Crimes Of Peace
Musing upon the tragedies of earth,
Of each new horror which each hour gives birth,
Of sins that scar and cruelties that blight
Life's little season, meant for man's delight,
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Musing upon the tragedies of earth,
Of each new horror which each hour gives birth,
Of sins that scar and cruelties that blight
Life's little season, meant for man's delight,
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
He Who Serves
He has not served who gathers gold,
Nor has he served, whose life is told
In selfish battles he has won,
Or deeds of skill that he has done;
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Edgar Albert Guest
He has not served who gathers gold,
Nor has he served, whose life is told
In selfish battles he has won,
Or deeds of skill that he has done;
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Edgar Albert Guest
My
My country, My home,
My King, My Leader,
My Parents, My Teacher
My name, My identity.
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Norbu Dorji
My country, My home,
My King, My Leader,
My Parents, My Teacher
My name, My identity.
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Norbu Dorji
Faith
This much I know:
God does not wrong us here,
Though oft His judgments seem severe
And reason falters 'neath the blow,
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Edgar Albert Guest
This much I know:
God does not wrong us here,
Though oft His judgments seem severe
And reason falters 'neath the blow,
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Edgar Albert Guest
Unjust
Tell me what is there
let me tell you what i feel
cloudy and Sunny pain's
full with unbeaten truth
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Afe Tosin Shola
Tell me what is there
let me tell you what i feel
cloudy and Sunny pain's
full with unbeaten truth
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Afe Tosin Shola
Soul
My mournful soul, you, sorrowing
For all my friends around,
You have become the burial vault
Of all those hounded down.
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Boris Pasternak
My mournful soul, you, sorrowing
For all my friends around,
You have become the burial vault
Of all those hounded down.
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Boris Pasternak
Loving You
I see how you look into the mirror
The self-doubt that has you still gazing into it
Noticing the scars that lay revealed
And the teary eyes that blur your sight
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Llaka Tshesane
I see how you look into the mirror
The self-doubt that has you still gazing into it
Noticing the scars that lay revealed
And the teary eyes that blur your sight
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Llaka Tshesane
Happiness
Happiness is not being rich
But enjoying what’s within our reach
That is happiness
Living a life blameless
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Lewis Wamwanda
Happiness is not being rich
But enjoying what’s within our reach
That is happiness
Living a life blameless
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Lewis Wamwanda
To Arms!
World! to arms!
Do you shrink?
What! shrink when the hoofs of the Cossack are crushing
The bosom of mother, the tonsure of priest,
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Alfred Austin
World! to arms!
Do you shrink?
What! shrink when the hoofs of the Cossack are crushing
The bosom of mother, the tonsure of priest,
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Alfred Austin
The Cotter's Saturday Night
INSCRIBED TO ROBERT AIKEN, ESQ.
Let not Ambition mock their useful toil,
Their homely joys and destiny obscure;
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Robert Burns
INSCRIBED TO ROBERT AIKEN, ESQ.
Let not Ambition mock their useful toil,
Their homely joys and destiny obscure;
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Robert Burns
Trinity Sunday
If I have told you earthly things, and ye believe not, how shall ye
believe if I tell you of heavenly things? St. John iii. 12
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John Keble
If I have told you earthly things, and ye believe not, how shall ye
believe if I tell you of heavenly things? St. John iii. 12
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John Keble
Talking Of Power And Love
Between all my torments between death and self
Between my despair and the reason for living
There is injustice and this evil of men
That I cannot accept there is my anger
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Paul Eluard
Between all my torments between death and self
Between my despair and the reason for living
There is injustice and this evil of men
That I cannot accept there is my anger
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Paul Eluard
Charity
O why your good deeds with such pride do you scan,
And why that self-satisfied smile
At the shilling you gave to the poor working man,
That lifted you over the stile?
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Charles Lamb
O why your good deeds with such pride do you scan,
And why that self-satisfied smile
At the shilling you gave to the poor working man,
That lifted you over the stile?
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Charles Lamb
Truth
Man, on the dubious waves of error toss'd,
His ship half founder'd, and his compass lost,
Sees, far as human optics may command,
A sleeping fog, and fancies it dry land;
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William Cowper
Man, on the dubious waves of error toss'd,
His ship half founder'd, and his compass lost,
Sees, far as human optics may command,
A sleeping fog, and fancies it dry land;
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William Cowper
Power Of Love
Love, indeed thy strength is mighty
Thus, alone, such strife to bear --
Three 'gainst one, and never ceasing --
Death, and Madness, and Despair!
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Anne Brontë
Love, indeed thy strength is mighty
Thus, alone, such strife to bear --
Three 'gainst one, and never ceasing --
Death, and Madness, and Despair!
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Anne Brontë
I
Nobody hates me more than I;
No enemy have I to-day
That I so bravely must defy;
There are no foes along my way,
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Edgar Albert Guest
Nobody hates me more than I;
No enemy have I to-day
That I so bravely must defy;
There are no foes along my way,
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Edgar Albert Guest
Action Case
Hey!
Wake up!
Is what I heard, a call from beneath,
I checked my watch and, a deep breathe,
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Brian Dredan
Hey!
Wake up!
Is what I heard, a call from beneath,
I checked my watch and, a deep breathe,
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Brian Dredan
Proverbs Of Hell
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead.
The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
Prudence is a rich, ugly old maid courted by Incapacity.
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William Blake
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead.
The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
Prudence is a rich, ugly old maid courted by Incapacity.
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William Blake
Maurine: Part 06
There was a week of bustle and of hurry;
A stately home echoed to voices sweet,
Calling, replying; and to tripping feet
Of busy bridesmaids, running to and fro,
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
There was a week of bustle and of hurry;
A stately home echoed to voices sweet,
Calling, replying; and to tripping feet
Of busy bridesmaids, running to and fro,
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Maurine: Part 07
With much hard labour and some pleasure fraught,
The months rolled by me noiselessly, that taught
My hand to grow more skilful in its art,
Strengthened my daring dream of fame, and brought
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
With much hard labour and some pleasure fraught,
The months rolled by me noiselessly, that taught
My hand to grow more skilful in its art,
Strengthened my daring dream of fame, and brought
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
With Dickens
In Windsor Terrace, number four,
Iâ??ve taken my abodeâ??
A little crescent from the street,
A bight from City Road;
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Henry Lawson
In Windsor Terrace, number four,
Iâ??ve taken my abodeâ??
A little crescent from the street,
A bight from City Road;
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Henry Lawson
London, 1802
Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour:
England hath need of thee: she is a fen
Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen,
Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower,
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William Wordsworth
Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour:
England hath need of thee: she is a fen
Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen,
Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower,
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William Wordsworth
Lazarus
“No, Mary, there was nothing-not a word.
Nothing, and always nothing. Go again
Yourself, and he may listen-or at least
Look up at you, and let you see his eyes.
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Edwin Arlington Robinson
“No, Mary, there was nothing-not a word.
Nothing, and always nothing. Go again
Yourself, and he may listen-or at least
Look up at you, and let you see his eyes.
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Edwin Arlington Robinson
The Disciple
I.
The times are changed, and gone the day
When the high heavenly land,
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George Macdonald
I.
The times are changed, and gone the day
When the high heavenly land,
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George Macdonald
The Lady Visitor In The Pauper Ward
Why do you break upon this old, cool peace,
This painted peace of ours,
With harsh dress hissing like a flock of geese,
With garish flowers?
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Robert Graves
Why do you break upon this old, cool peace,
This painted peace of ours,
With harsh dress hissing like a flock of geese,
With garish flowers?
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Robert Graves
From A Man's Point Of View
Women love self-sacrifice
Suffering and good advice;
If they don't love these sincerely
Then they're not true women really.
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Alice Duer Miller
Women love self-sacrifice
Suffering and good advice;
If they don't love these sincerely
Then they're not true women really.
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Alice Duer Miller
My Little Boy
MY little boy, thy laughter
Goes to my bosom core,
And sends me yearning after
The days that are no more.
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Joseph Skipsey
MY little boy, thy laughter
Goes to my bosom core,
And sends me yearning after
The days that are no more.
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Joseph Skipsey
England Ii
MILTON! thou shouldst be living at this hour:
England hath need of thee: she is a fen
Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen,
Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower,
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William Wordsworth
MILTON! thou shouldst be living at this hour:
England hath need of thee: she is a fen
Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen,
Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower,
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William Wordsworth
The Land Of Yesterday
And I would seek the country town
Amid green meadows nestled down
If I could only find the way
Back to the Land of Yesterday!
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Don Marquis
And I would seek the country town
Amid green meadows nestled down
If I could only find the way
Back to the Land of Yesterday!
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Don Marquis
The Hymn Of The Republic
I have listened to the sighing of the burdened and the bound,
I have heard it change to crying, with a menace in the sound;
I have seen the money-getters pass unheeding on the way,
As they went to forge new fetters for the people day by day.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I have listened to the sighing of the burdened and the bound,
I have heard it change to crying, with a menace in the sound;
I have seen the money-getters pass unheeding on the way,
As they went to forge new fetters for the people day by day.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Honour
Me let the world disparage and despise --
As one unfettered with its gilded chains,
As one untempted by its sordid gains,
Its pleasant vice, its profitable lies;
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Ada Cambridge
Me let the world disparage and despise --
As one unfettered with its gilded chains,
As one untempted by its sordid gains,
Its pleasant vice, its profitable lies;
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Ada Cambridge
Dæmonic Love
Man was made of social earth,
Child and brother from his birth;
Tethered by a liquid cord
Of blood through veins of kindred poured,
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
Man was made of social earth,
Child and brother from his birth;
Tethered by a liquid cord
Of blood through veins of kindred poured,
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
If Love Were King
If Love were king,
That sacred Love which knows not selfish pleasure,
But for its children spends its fondest treasure,
Sad hearts would sing,
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Freeman E. Miller
If Love were king,
That sacred Love which knows not selfish pleasure,
But for its children spends its fondest treasure,
Sad hearts would sing,
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Freeman E. Miller
Longfellow
Like fruit that's large and ripe and mellow,
Sweet and luscious is Longfellow, *
Melodious songs he oft did pour,
And high was his Excelsior.
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James Mcintyre
Like fruit that's large and ripe and mellow,
Sweet and luscious is Longfellow, *
Melodious songs he oft did pour,
And high was his Excelsior.
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James Mcintyre
Sonnet
The Lord of Life shakes off his drowsihed,
And 'gins to sprinkle on the earth below
Those rays that from his shaken locks do flow;
Meantime, by truant love of rambling led,
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Charles Lamb
The Lord of Life shakes off his drowsihed,
And 'gins to sprinkle on the earth below
Those rays that from his shaken locks do flow;
Meantime, by truant love of rambling led,
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Charles Lamb
A Story Of The Sea
Were you ever told the legend old
Of the birth of storms at sea?
You should hear the tale in a Channel gale,
As happened once to me,
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John L. Stoddard
Were you ever told the legend old
Of the birth of storms at sea?
You should hear the tale in a Channel gale,
As happened once to me,
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John L. Stoddard
Fashion
See those resplendent creatures, as they glide
O'er scarlet carpet, between footmen tall,
From sumptuous carriage to effulgent hall -
A dazzling vision in their pomp and pride!
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Ada Cambridge
See those resplendent creatures, as they glide
O'er scarlet carpet, between footmen tall,
From sumptuous carriage to effulgent hall -
A dazzling vision in their pomp and pride!
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Ada Cambridge
In Memory Of Mr Agostino Isola, Of Cambridge, Who Died On The 5th Of June, 1797
Awake, O Gratitude! nor let the tears
Of selfish Sorrow smother up thy voice,
When it should speak of a departed friend.
A tender friend, the first I ever lost!
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Matilda Betham
Awake, O Gratitude! nor let the tears
Of selfish Sorrow smother up thy voice,
When it should speak of a departed friend.
A tender friend, the first I ever lost!
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Matilda Betham