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Frances
Charlotte Brontë
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams,
But, rising, quits her restless bed,
And walks where some beclouded beams
Of moonlight through the hall...
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An Answer to Frances Cornford
Gilbert Keith Chesterton
Why do you rush through the fields in trains,
 Guessing so much and so much.
 Why do you flash through the flowery meads,
 Fat-head poet that...
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Farewell To Frances
George Moses Horton
Farewell! if ne'er I see thee more,
Though distant calls my flight impel,
I shall not less thy grace adore,
So friend, forever fare thee...
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Frances Keeps Her Promise
Ann Taylor
'MY Fanny, I have news to tell,
Your diligence quite pleases me;
You've work'd so neatly, read so well,
With cousin Jane you may take...
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Frances.
Charlotte Bronte
She will not sleep, for fear of dreams,
But, rising, quits her restless bed,
And walks where some beclouded beams
Of moonlight through the hall are...
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Impromptu: To Frances Garnet Wolseley
Alfred Austin
Little maiden just beginning
To be comely, arch, and winning,
In whose form I catch the traces
Of your mother's gifts and graces,
And around whose...
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Mrs Frances Haris's Petition
Jonathan Swift
The humble petition of Frances Harris,
Who must starve and die a maid if it miscarries;
Humble sheweth, that I went to...
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To Mrs. Frances--Arabella Kelly, With A Present Of Fruit.
Mary Barber
Tho' the Plumb, and the Peach, with Apollo conspire,
To present you their Softness, and Sweetness, and Fire;
Their Aid is in vain; for what can they...
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To Mrs. Frances--Arabella Kelly.
Mary Barber
To Day, as at my Glass I stood,
To set my Head--cloaths, and my Hood;
I saw my grizzled Locks with Dread,
And call'd to mind the Gorgon's...
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On Behalf of My Deceased Uncle Tom and Aunt Frances
Lisa Ann Wilson Heath
Uncle Tom, you come to our performance or of mine as a small child,
Took us your wife, children and I to Medicine Lake where we were laughing,...
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