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The Fan : A Poem. Book I. John Gay	Which shrivell'd in its infancy remains, Like a clos'd fan, nor stretches wide its veins, But as the seasons in their circle run, Opes its...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
The Book of Urizen: Chapter VIII William Blake	He in darkness clos'd, view'd all his race, And his soul...	Rate it (3.00 / 1 vote)
A Bear Family James Whitcomb Riley	The old Snake rattlin', sharp an' clear, Wite clos't...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Description Of One Of The Pieces Of Tapistry At Long-Leat Anne Kingsmill Finch	Who viewing his clos'd Lids, extend their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A dona Rosita Rosa Victor Marie Hugo	Ton coeur, pas plus que mon âme, N'est clos et...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Friendly Address To Mrs. Fry In Newgate. Thomas Hood	Ev'n like a black cloud at the close of day, To shut them out from any more blue sky: Think of these hopeless wretches,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Roundelay. John Carr, Sir	" My Delia's lids are clos'd in rest;...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Sonnet Upon a Stolen Kiss George Wither	Now gentle sleep hath clos'd up those eyes Which waking kept my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
À travers champs Maurice Rollinat	rous, Sous les ormes, couchés à l’ombre, L’œil mi-clos, songent les bœufs...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
À travers l'Europe Guillaume Apollinaire	Tant d'yeux sont clos au bord des routes Le vent fait pleurer les saussaies Ouvre ouvre ouvre ouvre ouvre Regarde...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Address to the Devil Robert Burns	4 Clos'd under hatches, 5 Spairges about the brunstane cootie 6 To scaud poor...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Address ToThe Devil Robert Burns	Wha in yon cavern, grim an' sootie, Clos'd under hatches, Spairges about the brunstane cootie To scaud poor...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Adieu, farewell earth'S bliss Thomas Nashe	19 Dust hath clos'd Helen's eye: 20 I am sick, I must...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Aeolian Harp, The Samuel Taylor Coleridge	I stretch my limbs at noon, Whilst thro' my half-clos'd eye-lids I behold The sunbeams dance, like diamonds, on the main, And tranquil muse upon...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Amyntor's Grove, His Chloris, Arigo, And Gratiana. An Elogie Richard Lovelace	Now every saint cleerly divine, Is clos'd so in her severall shrine; The gems so rarely, richly set, For them wee love the cabinet;...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
AN ELEGY Upon the most victorious King of Sweden Gustavus Adolphus Henry King	No more was thine; who clos'd in thy cold lead, Dost from thy self a mournful lecture read Of Mans short-dated glory:...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Essay on Death and a Prison Henry King	Though e'ry chink be stopt, the doors close barr'd, Despight of walls and locks, through e'ry ward These have their issues forth; may...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Extempore John Keats	Again it clos'd and there was nothing seen But the Mule grasing on the herbage...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Answer To Cloe Jealous. The Author Sick Matthew Prior	Thou no Sigh, nor shed a Tear; Lest yet my half-clos'd Eye may view On Earth an Object worth it's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Au bord de l’eau Guy de Maupassant	; Sa joue était brûlante et ses yeux demi-clos ; Et nos bouches, nos sens, nos soupirs se mêlèrent. Puis, dans la nuit tranquille où la campagne...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Au clos de notre amour, l'été se continue Emile Verhaeren	Au clos de notre amour, l'été se continue : Un paon...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Aubade De May Jean Antoine de Baif	Si le surpasses tu d'autant Que le bouton clos de la rose Est moindre que la rose éclose Qui sa fleur au soleil...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ballad Of Human Life Thomas Lovell Beddoes	Although thy breast, once bold With song, be clos’d and cold Beneath flowers’ roots and birds’ light...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Burial Of A Fairy Queen Mary Eliza Perine Tucker Lambert	At the spot whereon it lay; And the magic turf clos'd o'er it- Thus the dead queen pass'd...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Certain Books Of Virgil's AEneis: Book II Henry Howard	In the dark bulk they clos'd bodies of men, Chosen by lot, and did enstuff by stealth The hollow womb with armed...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)