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Ring Out , Wild Bells — Alfred Lord Tennyson	Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light; The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him...	150 views Rate it
The Beasts' Confession — Jonathan Swift	To the Priest, on Observing how most Men mistake their own...	149 views Rate it
Jehovah-Shalom. The Lord Send Peace — William Cowper	(Judges,...	148 views Rate it
I Was Just a Pawn — Robin Loving	No Coat of Arms, no Knightly charms No Bishop's robe to don... I do not ride a sturdy steed I am just a pawn. Kings will toast, and warlords boast ...	147 views Rate it
Oh, Mr. President — Kurt Philip Behm	Oh, Mr. President Oh, Mr. President your agenda has failed Oh, Mr. President the unfortunate wail Oh, Mr. President your tongue has been...	147 views Rate it
From The Parish: A Satire — John Clare	I...	147 views Rate it
'The Lone Wolf Of Canberra' — Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis	A man without a party, he Knows nought of obligation To any friend; but, fancy free. He represents the nation. In lonely majesty he sits To give the...	147 views Rate it
Everything Happens For A Reason — Mario William Vitale	So nobody want to battle me guess we can both agree to disagree see ya on the flip side squeeze gonna knock you to ya knees busy as a bee.. I'm a...	146 views Rate it
The fight for irish freedom — Liam Ó Comáin	Since Britain first invaded our shores As a nation we have never experienced Freedom although across the generations Many have fought and died for our...	146 views Rate it
Sonnet to William Wilberforce, Esq. — William Cowper	Thy country, Wilberforce, with just disdain, Hears thee, by cruel men and impious, call'd Fanatic, for thy zeal to loose th' enthrall'd From...	146 views Rate it
The Hanging Judge — Alfred George Stephens	I am the Judge, the flower of the law, Bolstered in, privileged, all men’s awe; When I am pleased to display my wit The court is a-cackle with joy of it;...	146 views Rate it
Prometheus - Christ — John Boyle O'Reilly	LASHED to the planet, glaring at the sky, An eagle at his heart—the Pagan...	145 views Rate it
Minutes — David John Scott	Of The Jackson Hall Debating Society, December 5,...	144 views Rate it
Manhattan Streets I Saunter'd, Pondering — Walt Whitman	MANHATTAN'S streets I saunter'd, pondering, On time, space, reality--on such as these, and abreast with them, ...	144 views Rate it
The Bankrupt Peace-Maker — Vachel Lindsay	I opened the ink-well and smoke filled the room. The smoke formed the giant frog-cat of my doom. His web feet left dreadful slime tracks on the floor. He...	144 views Rate it
February — Thomas Chatterton	Begin, my muse, the imitative lay, Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gay, Let me like midnight cats, or...	144 views Rate it
An American — Rudyard Kipling	The American Spirit speaks: "If the Led Striker call it a strike, Or the papers call it a war, They know not much what I am like, Nor what he is, my...	144 views Rate it
Love and dating and mating — Robert curran	-- Love is a struggle for equanimity Today in the city there’s just calamity She thinks you have aids or is afraid Because you want to kiss or have sex...	143 views Rate it
No One Is Sleeping — Karl Constantine FOLKES	Myanmar at war. The junta shows no mercy. The nation...	142 views Rate it
Music — Boris Pasternak	The block of flats loomed towerlike. Two sweating athletes, human telpher, Were carrying up narrow stairs, As though a bell onto a...	142 views Rate it
The Judgment Of Paris — Thomas Parnell	Where waving Pines the brows of Ida shade, The swain young Paris half supinely laid, Saw the loose Flocks thro' shrubs unnumber'd rove And Piping call'd...	141 views Rate it
Mine Own John Poynz — Sir Thomas Wyatt	Mine own John Poynz, since ye delight to know The cause why that homeward I me draw, And flee the press of courts, whereso they go, Rather than to live...	141 views Rate it
Aunt Chloe's Politics — Frances Ellen Watkins Harper	Of course, I don't know very much About these politics, But I think that some who run 'em, Do mighty ugly...	141 views Rate it
At Beauty's Bar As I Did Stand — George Gascoigne	AT Beauty's bar as I did stand, When False Suspect accused, ``George,'' quod the judge, ``hold up thy hand; Thou art arraigned of flattery. Tell...	140 views Rate it
The Bridge Across the Crick — Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis	Joseph Jones and Peter Dawking Strove in an election fight; And you'd think, to hear them talking, Each upheld the people's right. Each declared he stood...	140 views Rate it