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Cobwebs
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by E.L.M. KING
Between me and the rising sun, This way and that the cobwebs run;Their myriad wavering lines of light Dance up the hill and out of sig... |
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Evening Primrose
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BY JOHN CLARE (1793-1864)
When once the sun sinks in the west,And dewdrops pearl the evening's breast;Almost as pale as moonbeams are,Or its com... |
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Jasmin
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by SLATER B. RUSSELL (1834-?) THE clouds like a leaden curtain Were hung against the sky; The earth was robed in winter, And the winds went wailing b... |
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Le Jardin des Tuilieries
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by OSCAR WILDE (1854-1900)
This winter air is keen and cold, And keen and cold this winter sun, But round my chair the children run Like little thing... |
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Nature's Hymn to the Deity
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by JOHN CLARE (1793-1864)
All nature owns with one accordThe great and universal Lord:The sun proclaims him through the day,The moon when daylight dr... |
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The Foggy Dew
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by KATHARINE TYNAN (1861-1931)
A splendid place is London, with golden store,For them that have the heart and hope and youth galore;But mournful are ... |
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The Starry Firmament
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by LOPE DE VEGA (1562-1635) I gaze upon your orbs of light, The countless stars that gem the sky; Each in its sphere serenely bright, Wheeling its co... |
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Wistaria
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by NORMA MAY FRENCH (1881-1907)
The blue wisteria hangs with bloom The Place of Memories far away. My heart has ached with it today — The blue wister... |