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Xxi Elizabeth Barrett Browning	Say over again, and yet once over again, That thou dost love me. Though the word repeated Should seem ' a cuckoo-song,' as thou dost treat it,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
XXI Matthew Sean Markonis	Thought. Remembrance. Cancer research. Sacked territory Of the white, flying...	Rate it (2.00 / 1 vote)
The Widow and Her Son XXI Khalil Gibran	Night fell over North Lebanon and snow was covering the villages surrounded by the Kadeesha Valley, giving the fields and prairies the appearance of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy XXI. Taking a View of the Country From His Retirement William Shenstone	Thus Damon sung-What though unknown to praise, Umbrageous coverts hide my Muse and me, Or mid the rural shepherds flow my days? Amid the rural...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Modern XXI. century fresco Norbert Tasev	What kind of tape, easily manipulated, corrupt, bravely bribed, keeps a person in this present-day prostitute life in the twenty-first century social...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet XXI Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	But when they had gone past him every one, With new resolve begotten of his dream, Adrian arose and followed where the stone Yawned for his love, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XXI Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	If I have since done evil in my life, I was not born for evil. This I know. My soul was a thing pure from sensual strife. No vice of the blood...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet XXI Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	To Switzerland, the land of lakes and snow, And ancient freedom of ancestral type, And modern innkeepers, who cringe and bow, And venal echoes, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XXI: Your Words, My Friend Sir Philip Sidney	Your words, my friend, (right healthful caustics) blame My young mind marr'd, whom Love doth windlass so, That mine own writings like bad servants...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XXI. Samuel Taylor Coleridge	Pensive, at eve, on the hard world I mused, And my poor heart was sad: so at the Moon I gazed--and sighed, and sighed--for, ah! how soon Eve saddens...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XXI: If Beauty Thus Be Clouded Samuel Daniel	If Beauty thus be clouded with a frown, That pity shines no comfort to my bliss, And vapors of disdain so overfrown, That my life's light thus...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Gardener XXI: Why Did He Choose Rabindranath Tagore	Why did he choose to come to my door, the wandering youth, when the day dawned? As I come in and out I pass by him every time, and my eyes are...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XXI: Why Do I Live Mary Darby Robinson	Why do I live to loath the cheerful day, To shun the smiles of Fame, and mark the hours On tardy pinions move, while ceaseless show'rs Down my wan...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Time XXI Khalil Gibran	And an astronomer said, "Master, what of Time?" And he answered: You would measure time the measureless and the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Epilogue:XXI 'Tristram of Lyonesse' Algernon Charles Swinburne	OUR MOTHER, which wast twice, as history saith, Found first among the nations: once, when she Who bore thine ensign saw the God in thee Smite Spain,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hymn XXI: Ye Simple Souls That Stray John Wesley	Ye simple souls that stray Far from the path of peace, That lonely, unfrequented way To life and happiness, Why will ye folly love, And throng the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Love Sonnet XXI Zora Bernice May Cross	If there should be a moon above the hill To-night, dip down with me into the sea Of our first passion, and, with naked glee, Breathe its ripe wonder...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Modern Love XXI: We Three Are George Meredith	We three are on the cedar-shadowed lawn; My friend being third. He who at love once laughed, Is in the weak rib by a fatal shaft Struck through,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Poor Of The Borough. Letter XXI: Abel Keene George Crabbe	A QUIET, simple man was Abel Keene, He meant no harm, nor did he often mean; He kept a school of loud rebellious boys, And growing old, grew nervous...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Tale XXI George Crabbe	The Learned...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XXI: Say Over Again Elizabeth Barrett Browning	Say over again, and yet once over again, That thou dost love me. Though the word repeated Should seem "a cuckoo-song,"as thou dost treat it, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XXI Elizabeth Barrett Browning	Say over again, and yet once over again, That thou dost love me. Though the word repeated Should seem ' a cuckoo-song,' as thou dost treat it,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XXI Edmund Spenser	WAs it the worke of nature or of Art? which tempred so the feature of her face: that pride and meeknesse mixt by equall part, doe both appeare...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XXI: Love Sweetness Dante Gabriel Rossetti	Sweet dimness of her loosened hair's downfall About thy face; her sweet hands round thy head In gracious fostering union garlanded; Her tremulous...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XXI. Supposed To Written By Werter Charlotte Smith	GO! cruel tyrant of the human breast! To other hearts thy burning arrows bear; Go, where fond hope, and fair illusion rest; Ah! why should love...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)