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Will you?
— Nobody Nose
Will you accept My invitation To a slow dance To Phil Collins's "One More Night?" Or Groovy Kind of Love? Slow dance. You know... Boy invites...
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Baby Biddie, Just What do you call Two Mexican Firefighters?
— Nobody Nose
This Saturday Night A rainy night I sit and think about My Baby Brigid's eyebrows They're just as thick as mine. I know about them - have seen her Eyeb...
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The Defence of Lucknow
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
I BANNER of England, not for a season, O banner of Britain, hast thou Floated in conquering battle or flapt to the battle-cry! Never with mightier glory...
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Mandalay
— Rudyard Kipling
By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' eastward to the sea, There's a Burma girl a-settin', and I know she thinks o' me; For the wind is in the palm-trees,...
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Farewell Ungrateful Traitor
— John Dryden
Farewell ungrateful traitor, Farewell my perjured swain, Let never injured creature Believe a man again. The pleasure of possessing Surpasses all expres...
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VERSES Occasioned by a Young Lady's asking the Author, What was a Cure for Love?
— Thomas Godfrey
From me, my Dear, O seek not to receive What e'en deep-read Experience cannot give. We may, indeed, from the Physician's skill Some Med'cine find to cur...
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The Love Unfeigned
— Geoffrey Chaucer
O YONGE fresshe folkes, he or she, In which that love up groweth with your age, Repeyreth hoom from worldly vanitee, And of your herte up-casteth the...
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Marital Bliss
— Nobody Nose
I think of you The following way (and forgive my doing so if you can, but I can't help it I must say): You and I, in bed Having brunch After pulling an ...
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The Burning Book
— Edwin Arlington Robinson
OR THE CONTENTED METAPHYSICIAN TO the lore of no manner of men Would his vision have yielded When he found what will never again From his vision be ...
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Tamar
— Robinson Jeffers
I A night the half-moon was like a dancing-girl, No, like a drunkard's last half-dollar Shoved on the polished bar of the eastern hill-range, Young Caul...
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Batuschka
— Thomas Bailey Aldrich
[Author's Note: The title means "little father" or "dear little father", a term of endearment applied to the Tsar in Russian folk-song. --T.B.A.] From ...
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Sargent's Portrait of Edwin Booth
— Thomas Bailey Aldrich
That face which no man ever saw And from his memory banished quite, With eyes in which are Hamlet's awe And Cardinal Richelieu's subtle light, Looks...
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Ode To Liberty
— Percy Bysshe Shelley
Yet, Freedom, yet, thy banner, torn but flying, Streams like a thunder-storm against the wind.--BYRON. I. A glorious people vibrated again The lightnin...
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Ode To A Nightingale
— John Keats
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute p...
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Lancelot And Elaine
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
Elaine the fair, Elaine the loveable, Elaine, the lily maid of Astolat, High in her chamber up a tower to the east Guarded the sacred shield of Lance...
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Alone
— Edgar Allan Poe
From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common...
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She Walks In Beauty
— George Gordon Lord Byron
She walks in Beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus m...
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The Raven
— Edgar Allan Poe
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly nap...
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The dream keeper
— Langston Hughes
Bring me all of your dreams, You dreamers, Bring me all of your Heart melodies That I may wrap them In a blue cloud-cloth Away from the too-rough finger...
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Absence
— Amy Lowell
My cup is empty to-night, Cold and dry are its sides, Chilled by the wind from the open window. Empty and void, it sparkles white in the moonlight. The ...
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Orpheus
— William Shakespeare
? or John Fletcher. ORPHEUS with his lute made trees And the mountain tops that freeze Bow themselves when he did sing: To his music plants and ...
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The Tree
— Ezra Pound
I stood still and was a tree amid the wood, Knowing the truth of things unseen before; Of Daphne and the laurel bow And that god-feasting couple old tha...
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Crowned
— Amy Lowell
You came to me bearing bright roses, Red like the wine of your heart; You twisted them into a garland To set me aside from the mart. Red roses to cr...
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Under the Greenwood Tree
— William Shakespeare
Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here sha...
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A Dream Within A Dream
— Edgar Allan Poe
Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem T...
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