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A Song Of Singing James Whitcomb Riley	bittern, bumble-bee, and dove--...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Winter Morn Alan S Jeeves	Where curlews shrilled and smiled; A booming bittern in the marsh Would leave me quite...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Evening Walk, Addressed to a Young Lady William Wordsworth	Alike, when first the bittern's hollow bill Was heard, or woodcocks roamed the moonlight...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At Delphi Alfred Austin	But, below, the booming bittern Waits his quarry to inveigle, While o'erhead the silent eagle, Blinking, stares at the blank...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Die Schwalbenhode Jean Arp	wagte das meer die ohnmacht der bittern kompasse die glitzernden engel drehten sich in ihren angeln die gläsernen eulen reichten sich...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Earlier Poems : Sunrise On The Hills Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	The noisy bittern wheeled his spiral...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
from The Women At Point Sur Robinson Jeffers	Nor heard; nor the tall owl with cat's ears, the bittern in the willows, the squid in the rock in the silence of the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Golfre, Gothic Swiss Tale Mary Darby Robinson	The lonely Bittern--shrieking round The roof,--with pale light...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Jubilate Agno: Fragment B, Part 1 Christopher Smart	Let Jamim rejoice with the Bittern -- blessed be the name of Jesus for Denver Sluice, Ruston, and the draining of the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lament for Thomas McDonagh Francis Ledwidge	He shall not hear the bittern cry In the wild sky, where he is lain, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Low-Anchored Cloud Henry David Thoreau	And in whose fenny labyrinth The bittern booms and heron wades; Spirit of lakes and seas and rivers, Bear only perfumes and the scent ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Mist Henry David Thoreau	And in whose fenny labyrinth The bittern booms and heron wades; Spirit of the lake and seas and rivers, Bear only purfumes and the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
On A Cattle Track Henry Kendall	Hush, bittern and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
On Lac Sainte Ireneé Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall	The bittern and the great wild goose Pled south before the sudden...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Rokeby: Canto VI. Sir Walter Scott	The owlet's homilies awake, The bittern scream'd from rush and flag, The raven slumber'd on his crag, Forth from his den the otter...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sir Walter Scott	At the day-break from the fallow, And the bittern sound his drum, Booming from the sedgy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sunrise on the Hills Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	The noisy bittern wheeled his spiral...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Children of Lir Katharine Tynan	Never a voice to greet them save the bittern's booming Where the ghostly sallows sway against the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dark Stag Isabella Valancy Crawford	44 The bittern, squaw-like, scolds the air; 45 The wild duck splashes loudly where 46 The...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Eve of St. John Sir Walter Scott	'The bittern clamour'd from the moss, The wind blew loud and shrill; Yet the craggy pathway she did cross...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Four Seasons : Spring James Thomson	Deform the day delightless: so that scarce The bittern knows his time, with bill ingulf'd, To shake the sounding marsh; or from the shore The...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Glen of Arrawatta Henry Kendall	evermore The bleak morass gave out the bittern’s call, The plover’s cry, and many a fitful wail Of chilly omen, falling on the ear Like...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Hut by the Black Swamp Henry Kendall	Doth carry past the bittern's boom, The dingo's yell, the plover's wail, While lumbering shadows start, and loom, And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lady of the Lake: Canto 1 (excerpt) Sir Walter Scott	And the bittern sound his drum, Booming from the sedgy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Negro Girl Mary Darby Robinson	The clouds were black and low; The Bittern shriek'd, a gliding shade Seem'd o'er the waves to go...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)