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Goodnight
It was another beautiful day went by
Forget all bad times that made you cry
Instead keep in heart all good memories
Be thankful for all troubles that you faced
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Ma. Cristina Colima
It was another beautiful day went by
Forget all bad times that made you cry
Instead keep in heart all good memories
Be thankful for all troubles that you faced
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Ma. Cristina Colima
People At Night
A night that cuts between you and you
and you and you and you
and me : jostles us apart, a man elbowing
through a crowd. We won't
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Denise Levertov
A night that cuts between you and you
and you and you and you
and me : jostles us apart, a man elbowing
through a crowd. We won't
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Denise Levertov
Love
Twice I awoke this night, and went
to the window. The streetlamps were
a fragment of a sentence spoken in sleep,
leading to nothing, like omission points,
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Joseph Brodsky
Twice I awoke this night, and went
to the window. The streetlamps were
a fragment of a sentence spoken in sleep,
leading to nothing, like omission points,
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Joseph Brodsky
Reapers
Sun-Tanned men and women, toiling there together;
Seven I count in all, in yon field of wheat,
Where the rich ripe ears in the harvest weather
Glow an orange gold through the sweltering heat.
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Mathilde Blind
Sun-Tanned men and women, toiling there together;
Seven I count in all, in yon field of wheat,
Where the rich ripe ears in the harvest weather
Glow an orange gold through the sweltering heat.
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Mathilde Blind
An Extempore
When they were come into Faery's Court
They rang -- no one at home -- all gone to sport
And dance and kiss and love as faerys do
For Faries be as human lovers true --
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John Keats
When they were come into Faery's Court
They rang -- no one at home -- all gone to sport
And dance and kiss and love as faerys do
For Faries be as human lovers true --
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John Keats
Miracles
Each time that I switch on the light
A Miracle it seems to me
That I should rediscover sight
And banish dark so utterly.
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Robert William Service
Each time that I switch on the light
A Miracle it seems to me
That I should rediscover sight
And banish dark so utterly.
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Robert William Service
Another Reason Why I Don't Keep A Gun In The House
The neighbors' dog will not stop barking.
He is barking the same high, rhythmic bark
that he barks every time they leave the house.
They must switch him on on their way out.
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Billy Collins
The neighbors' dog will not stop barking.
He is barking the same high, rhythmic bark
that he barks every time they leave the house.
They must switch him on on their way out.
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Billy Collins
The Seance
“The spirits do not like the light,”
The medium said, and turned the switch;
The little lady on my right
Clutched at my hand with nervous twitch.
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Robert Service
“The spirits do not like the light,”
The medium said, and turned the switch;
The little lady on my right
Clutched at my hand with nervous twitch.
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Robert Service
The Virtues Of Sid Hamet The Magician-s Rod
The rod was but a harmless wand,
While Moses held it in his hand;
But, soon as e'er he laid it down,
Twas a devouring serpent grown.
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Jonathan Swift
The rod was but a harmless wand,
While Moses held it in his hand;
But, soon as e'er he laid it down,
Twas a devouring serpent grown.
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Jonathan Swift
Interior
In the cool of the night time
The clocks pick off the points
And the mainsprings loosen.
They will need winding.
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Carl Sandburg
In the cool of the night time
The clocks pick off the points
And the mainsprings loosen.
They will need winding.
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Carl Sandburg
Recalling War
Entrance and exit wounds are silvered clean,
The track aches only when the rain reminds.
The one-legged man forgets his leg of wood
The one-armed man his jointed wooden arm.
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Robert Graves
Entrance and exit wounds are silvered clean,
The track aches only when the rain reminds.
The one-legged man forgets his leg of wood
The one-armed man his jointed wooden arm.
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Robert Graves
The Shoelace
a woman, a
tire thatâ??s flat, a
disease, a
desire: fears in front of you,
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Charles Bukowski
a woman, a
tire thatâ??s flat, a
disease, a
desire: fears in front of you,
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Charles Bukowski
Being Treated. To Ellinda
For cherries plenty, and for corans
Enough for fifty, were there more on's;
For elles of beere, flutes of canary,
That well did wash downe pasties-Mary;
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Richard Lovelace
For cherries plenty, and for corans
Enough for fifty, were there more on's;
For elles of beere, flutes of canary,
That well did wash downe pasties-Mary;
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Richard Lovelace
Climbing You
I want to understand the steep thing
that climbs ladders in your throat.
I can't make sense of you.
Everywhere I look you're there--
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Erica Jong
I want to understand the steep thing
that climbs ladders in your throat.
I can't make sense of you.
Everywhere I look you're there--
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Erica Jong
A Suggestion
,
If in spite of all your grouches
Troubles on you have kept piling;
If regardless of your kicking
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Edgar Albert Guest
,
If in spite of all your grouches
Troubles on you have kept piling;
If regardless of your kicking
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Edgar Albert Guest
Miracles
Each time that I switch on the light
A Miracle it seems to me
That I should rediscover sight
And banish dark so utterly.
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Robert Service
Each time that I switch on the light
A Miracle it seems to me
That I should rediscover sight
And banish dark so utterly.
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Robert Service
Belfast Tune
Here's a girl from a dangerous town
She crops her dark hair short
so that less of her has to frown
when someone gets hurt.
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Joseph Brodsky
Here's a girl from a dangerous town
She crops her dark hair short
so that less of her has to frown
when someone gets hurt.
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Joseph Brodsky
Night Sentries
Ever as sinks the day on sea or land,
Called or uncalled, you take your kindred posts.
At helm and lever, wheel and switch, you stand,
On the world's wastes and melancholy coasts.
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George Sterling
Ever as sinks the day on sea or land,
Called or uncalled, you take your kindred posts.
At helm and lever, wheel and switch, you stand,
On the world's wastes and melancholy coasts.
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George Sterling
Chiquita
Beautiful! Sir, you may say so. Thar isn't her match in the county;
Is thar, old gal,-Chiquita, my darling, my beauty?
Feel of that neck, sir,-thar's velvet! Whoa! steady,-ah, will you,
you vixen!
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Bret Harte
Beautiful! Sir, you may say so. Thar isn't her match in the county;
Is thar, old gal,-Chiquita, my darling, my beauty?
Feel of that neck, sir,-thar's velvet! Whoa! steady,-ah, will you,
you vixen!
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Bret Harte
Versicles On Sign-posts
CURS'D be the man, the poorest wretch in life,
The crouching vassal to a tyrant wife!
Who has no will but by her high permission,
Who has not sixpence but in her possession;
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Robert Burns
CURS'D be the man, the poorest wretch in life,
The crouching vassal to a tyrant wife!
Who has no will but by her high permission,
Who has not sixpence but in her possession;
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Robert Burns
Introduction To Poetry
I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide
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Billy Collins
I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide
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Billy Collins
A Florida Night
Win' a-blowin' gentle so de san' lay low,
San' a little heavy f'om de rain,
All de pa'ms a-wavin' an' a-weavin' slow,
Sighin' lak a sinnah-soul in pain.
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Paul Laurence Dunbar
Win' a-blowin' gentle so de san' lay low,
San' a little heavy f'om de rain,
All de pa'ms a-wavin' an' a-weavin' slow,
Sighin' lak a sinnah-soul in pain.
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Paul Laurence Dunbar
To Sir George Howland Beaumont, Bart From The South-west Coast Or Cumberland 1811
Far from our home by Grasmere's quiet Lake,
From the Vale's peace which all her fields partake,
Here on the bleakest point of Cumbria's shore
We sojourn stunned by Ocean's ceaseless roar;
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William Wordsworth
Far from our home by Grasmere's quiet Lake,
From the Vale's peace which all her fields partake,
Here on the bleakest point of Cumbria's shore
We sojourn stunned by Ocean's ceaseless roar;
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William Wordsworth
Epistle - To Sir George Howland Beaumont, Bart. From The South-west Coast Or Cumberland - 1811
Far from our home by Grasmere's quiet Lake,
From the Vale's peace which all her fields partake,
Here on the bleakest point of Cumbria's shore
We sojourn stunned by Ocean's ceaseless roar;
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William Wordsworth
Far from our home by Grasmere's quiet Lake,
From the Vale's peace which all her fields partake,
Here on the bleakest point of Cumbria's shore
We sojourn stunned by Ocean's ceaseless roar;
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William Wordsworth
The Henpecked Husband.
Curs'd be the man, the poorest wretch in life,
The crouching vassal to the tyrant wife!
Who has no will but by her high permission;
Who has not sixpence but in her possession;
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Robert Burns
Curs'd be the man, the poorest wretch in life,
The crouching vassal to the tyrant wife!
Who has no will but by her high permission;
Who has not sixpence but in her possession;
.....
Robert Burns
He Had So Much Work To Do
Tell a simple little story of a settler in the West,
Where the soldier birds and farmers, and selectors never rest
While the sun shinesâ??and they often work in rainy weather, too:
But itâ??s all about a young man who had so much work to do.
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Henry Lawson
Tell a simple little story of a settler in the West,
Where the soldier birds and farmers, and selectors never rest
While the sun shinesâ??and they often work in rainy weather, too:
But itâ??s all about a young man who had so much work to do.
.....
Henry Lawson
Sketch In Verse, Inscribed To The Right Hon. C. J. Fox
e blend their black and their white,
How Genius, th' illustrious father of fiction,
Confounds rule and law, reconciles contradiction,
I sing: If these mortals, the critics, should bustle,
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Robert Burns
e blend their black and their white,
How Genius, th' illustrious father of fiction,
Confounds rule and law, reconciles contradiction,
I sing: If these mortals, the critics, should bustle,
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Robert Burns
An Ode In Time Of Inauguration
(March 4, 1913)
Thine aid, O Muse, I consciously beseech;
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Franklin Pierce Adams
(March 4, 1913)
Thine aid, O Muse, I consciously beseech;
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Franklin Pierce Adams
The Fall Of Fitzmickle
Mr Fitzmickle, the martinet,
Rules with an iron rod
His house and home; 'neath its red-tiled dome
He struts like a little tin god.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Mr Fitzmickle, the martinet,
Rules with an iron rod
His house and home; 'neath its red-tiled dome
He struts like a little tin god.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
A Guide For Poits
I ain't no verse-'og. When I busts in song
An' fills the air wiv choonful melerdy,
I likes fer uvver coves to come along
An' biff the lyre in company wiv me.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
I ain't no verse-'og. When I busts in song
An' fills the air wiv choonful melerdy,
I likes fer uvver coves to come along
An' biff the lyre in company wiv me.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
The Seance
"The spirits do not like the light,"
The medium said, and turned the switch;
The little lady on my right
Clutched at my hand with nervous twitch.
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Robert William Service
"The spirits do not like the light,"
The medium said, and turned the switch;
The little lady on my right
Clutched at my hand with nervous twitch.
.....
Robert William Service
Rural Morning
Soon as the twilight through the distant mist
In silver hemmings skirts the purple east,
Ere yet the sun unveils his smiles to view
And dries the morning's chilly robes of dew,
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John Clare
Soon as the twilight through the distant mist
In silver hemmings skirts the purple east,
Ere yet the sun unveils his smiles to view
And dries the morning's chilly robes of dew,
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John Clare
A Whipper-in
Dudley, great placeman, man of mark and note,
Worthy of honor from a feeble pen
Blunted in service of all true, good men,
You serve the Lord-in courses, _table d'hote:
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Ambrose Bierce
Dudley, great placeman, man of mark and note,
Worthy of honor from a feeble pen
Blunted in service of all true, good men,
You serve the Lord-in courses, _table d'hote:
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Ambrose Bierce
At Pleasure Bay
In the willows along the river at Pleasure Bay
A catbird singing, never the same phrase twice.
Here under the pines a little off the road
In 1927 the Chief of Police
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Robert Pinsky
In the willows along the river at Pleasure Bay
A catbird singing, never the same phrase twice.
Here under the pines a little off the road
In 1927 the Chief of Police
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Robert Pinsky
The Tourist From Syracuse
One of those men who can be a car salesman or a tourist from Syracuse or a hired assassin.
-- John D. MacDonald
You would not recognize me.
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Donald Justice
One of those men who can be a car salesman or a tourist from Syracuse or a hired assassin.
-- John D. MacDonald
You would not recognize me.
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Donald Justice
The Cantab
With two spurs or one, and no great matter which,
Boots bought, or boots borrow'd, a whip or a switch,
Five shillings or less for the hire of his beast,
Paid part into hand;--you must wait for the rest.
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William Cowper
With two spurs or one, and no great matter which,
Boots bought, or boots borrow'd, a whip or a switch,
Five shillings or less for the hire of his beast,
Paid part into hand;--you must wait for the rest.
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William Cowper
Seven Decades
At ten I read Mayakovsky had died,
learned my first word of Russian, lyublyu;
watched my English teacher poke his earwax
with a well-chewed HB and get the class
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Edwin Morgan
At ten I read Mayakovsky had died,
learned my first word of Russian, lyublyu;
watched my English teacher poke his earwax
with a well-chewed HB and get the class
.....
Edwin Morgan
Fogarty's Gin
A sweat-dripping horse and a half-naked myall,
And a message: â??Come out to the back of the runâ??
Be out at the stake-yards by rising of sun!
Ride hard and fail not! there's the devil to pay:
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Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake
A sweat-dripping horse and a half-naked myall,
And a message: â??Come out to the back of the runâ??
Be out at the stake-yards by rising of sun!
Ride hard and fail not! there's the devil to pay:
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Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake
A Poet's Father
Welcker, I'm told, can boast a father great
And honored in the service of the State.
Public Instruction all his mind employs
He guides its methods and its wage enjoys.
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Ambrose Bierce
Welcker, I'm told, can boast a father great
And honored in the service of the State.
Public Instruction all his mind employs
He guides its methods and its wage enjoys.
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Ambrose Bierce
The Grasshopper I
What joy you take in making hotness hotter,
In emphasising dulness with your buzz,
Making monotony more monotonous!
When Summer comes, and drouth hath dried the water
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Madison Julius Cawein
What joy you take in making hotness hotter,
In emphasising dulness with your buzz,
Making monotony more monotonous!
When Summer comes, and drouth hath dried the water
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Madison Julius Cawein
Heat
Now is it as if Spring had never been,
And Winter but a memory and dream,
Here where the Summer stands, her lap of green
Heaped high with bloom and beam,
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Madison Julius Cawein
Now is it as if Spring had never been,
And Winter but a memory and dream,
Here where the Summer stands, her lap of green
Heaped high with bloom and beam,
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Madison Julius Cawein
The Egg And The Machine
He gave the solid rail a hateful kick.
From far away there came an answering tick
And then another tick. He knew the code:
His hate had roused an engine up the road.
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Robert Lee Frost
He gave the solid rail a hateful kick.
From far away there came an answering tick
And then another tick. He knew the code:
His hate had roused an engine up the road.
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Robert Lee Frost
Fogarty's Gin
A sweat-dripping horse and a half-naked myall,
And a message: 'Come out to the back of the run
Be out at the stake-yards by rising of sun!
Ride hard and fail not! there's the devil to pay:
.....
Barcroft Boake
A sweat-dripping horse and a half-naked myall,
And a message: 'Come out to the back of the run
Be out at the stake-yards by rising of sun!
Ride hard and fail not! there's the devil to pay:
.....
Barcroft Boake
Chiquita
Beautiful! Sir, you may say so. Thar isn't her match in the county;
Is thar, old gal, Chiquita, my darling, my beauty?
Feel of that neck, sir, thar's velvet! Whoa! steady, ah, will you, you vixen!
Whoa! I say. Jack, trot her out; let the gentleman look at her paces.
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Bret Harte (francis)
Beautiful! Sir, you may say so. Thar isn't her match in the county;
Is thar, old gal, Chiquita, my darling, my beauty?
Feel of that neck, sir, thar's velvet! Whoa! steady, ah, will you, you vixen!
Whoa! I say. Jack, trot her out; let the gentleman look at her paces.
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Bret Harte (francis)
Fragment Inscribed To The Right Hon. C.j. Fox.
How wisdom and folly meet, mix, and unite;
How virtue and vice blend their black and their white;
How genius, th' illustrious father of fiction,
Confounds rule and law, reconciles contradiction,
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Robert Burns
How wisdom and folly meet, mix, and unite;
How virtue and vice blend their black and their white;
How genius, th' illustrious father of fiction,
Confounds rule and law, reconciles contradiction,
.....
Robert Burns
Boys On Skates
Boys on skates,
Falling round the soft ices
Bearing on heads dirty flakes
Homeworks and stress in their eyes.
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Adebayo Sir Toby
Boys on skates,
Falling round the soft ices
Bearing on heads dirty flakes
Homeworks and stress in their eyes.
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Adebayo Sir Toby
The Nightlamp
Like a wail in the back of an inflammed throat came that protracted noise once again. Interminably, the rhythmic pitch of pounding grew louder as if several loose stones had swished themselves against the larger cylinder of his room. Already, the steady rap of a hammer's edge oozed from night's blackness disparate as a voice muffled in protest against an exhausting load.
Again, the unyielding barricade of sound renewed itself much as a headlight might fall against the path of a dazed woodland animal. The same enervating crust of unreality accompanied this sound as must, he imagined, light that focused itself upon a stunned rabbit at a roadside clearing.
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Paul Cameron Brown
Like a wail in the back of an inflammed throat came that protracted noise once again. Interminably, the rhythmic pitch of pounding grew louder as if several loose stones had swished themselves against the larger cylinder of his room. Already, the steady rap of a hammer's edge oozed from night's blackness disparate as a voice muffled in protest against an exhausting load.
Again, the unyielding barricade of sound renewed itself much as a headlight might fall against the path of a dazed woodland animal. The same enervating crust of unreality accompanied this sound as must, he imagined, light that focused itself upon a stunned rabbit at a roadside clearing.
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Paul Cameron Brown
Night
Night spreads upon the plain her ebon pall,
Day seems unable to wash out the stain;
A pausing truce kind nature gives to all,
And fairy nations now have leave to reign:
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John Clare
Night spreads upon the plain her ebon pall,
Day seems unable to wash out the stain;
A pausing truce kind nature gives to all,
And fairy nations now have leave to reign:
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John Clare
Henry Murray
Henry Murray, father of Elenor Murray,
Willing to tell the coroner Merival
All things about himself, about his wife,
All things as well about his daughter, touching
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Edgar Lee Masters
Henry Murray, father of Elenor Murray,
Willing to tell the coroner Merival
All things about himself, about his wife,
All things as well about his daughter, touching
.....
Edgar Lee Masters