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The White Bees — Henry Van Dyke	I ...	200 views Rate it
Cousin Kate — Christina Georgina Rossetti	I was a cottage maiden Hardened by sun and air Contented with my cottage mates, Not mindful I was fair. Why did a great lord find me out, And praise...	200 views Rate it
Prelude — Richard Aldington	How could I love you more? I would give up Even that beauty I have loved too well That I might love you better. Alas, how poor the gifts that lovers...	199 views Rate it
An Account Of The Greatest English Poets — Joseph Addison	Since, dearest Harry, you will needs request A short account of all the Muse possest, That, down from Chaucer's days to Dryden's Times, Have spent their...	198 views Rate it
The Martyr of Alabama — Frances Ellen Watkins Harper	"Tim Thompson, a little negro boy, was asked to dance for the amusement of some white toughs. He refused, saying he was a church member. One of the men...	198 views Rate it
My Rival — Rudyard Kipling	I go to concert, party, ball -- What profit is in these? I sit alone against the wall And strive to look at ease. The incense that is mine by right They...	196 views Rate it
Waring — Robert Browning	Mr. Alfred Domett, C.M.G., author of Ranolf and Amohia, ``full of descriptions of New Zealand scenery.] I. ...	195 views Rate it
Monadnoc — Ralph Waldo Emerson	Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "— Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!—If thou knew'st who calls To...	193 views Rate it
Touched by Eternity — Donka Kristeva	Man stood in the valley and grieved for the friend he never had, for mother and father-- not present in heart. Disguised as a loner, he raged and rebelled...	192 views Rate it
The Erl-King — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe	1. WHO rides there so late through the night dark and drear? The father it is, with his infant so dear; He holdeth the boy tightly clasp'd in his arm, He...	191 views Rate it
The Origin of Trades — Voltaire	When with a skilful hand Prometheus made A statue that the human form displayed, Pandora, his own work, to wed he chose, And from those two the human...	189 views Rate it
The Titmouse — Ralph Waldo Emerson	You shall not be overbold When you deal with arctic cold, As late I found my lukewarm blood Chilled wading in the snow-choked wood. How should I fight? my...	189 views Rate it
Felitsa — Gavril Romanovich Derzhavin	God-like Tsarevna Of the Kirgiz-Kaisatskii horde! Whose wisdom matchless Opened the true path To young Prince Khlor To go up on that high peak Where...	189 views Rate it
A Day For Humanity — Lionel Napoleon Therroth	Humans are separated, By borders,seas and oceans, By languages,cultures and society, By colour,creed and caste, By poverty,wealth and education, Even...	188 views Rate it
Whitsunday — George Herbert	Listen sweet Dove unto my song, And spread thy golden wings in me; Hatching my tender heart so long, Till it get wing, and fly away with...	188 views Rate it
Russia to the Pacifists — Rudyard Kipling	God rest you, peaceful gentlemen, let nothing you dismay, But--leave your sports a little while--the dead are borne this way! Armies dead and Cities dead,...	187 views Rate it
Song of the Indian Maid, from 'Endymion' — John Keats	O SORROW! Why dost borrow The natural hue of health, from vermeil lips?-- To give maiden blushes To the white rose bushes? Or is it...	187 views Rate it
The Vine — James Thomson	THE wine of Love is music, And the feast of Love is song: And when Love sits down to the banquet, Love sits...	187 views Rate it
Affliction — George Herbert	When thou didst entice to thee my heart, I thought the service brave: So many joys I writ down for my part, Besides what I might have Out of my stock...	186 views Rate it
T.A.H. — Ambrose Bierce	YES, he was that, or that, as you prefer,— Did so and so, though, faith, it was n’t all; Lived like a fool, or a philosopher, And had whatever’s needful...	186 views Rate it
Quandale Dingle — Ligma	Hey guys quandale dingle here (GOOFY AHAH LAUGH) I just ate my dog who was biting my ball sack. So I pulled a old wild yeller on that...	185 views Rate it
Apologia Pro Poemate Meo — Wilfred Owen	I, too, saw God through mud-- The mud that cracked on cheeks when wretches smiled. War brought more glory to their eyes than blood, And gave their...	185 views Rate it
The Nativity of Christ — Robert Southwell	Behold the father is his daughter's son, The bird that built the nest is hatched therein, The old of years an hour hath not outrun, Eternal life to live...	183 views Rate it
Perfect Father's Day By Astghick Moradkhanians — Astghick Moradkhanians	In the legacy of my father, I received instructions! It indicates not silver;. Take the hold of this instructions; Fear the Lord ;...	182 views Rate it
Beppo, A Venetian Story — George Gordon Lord Byron	I. 'Tis known, at least it should be, that throughout All countries of the Catholic persuasion, Some weeks before Shrove Tuesday comes about, The...	182 views Rate it

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