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God Needs Antonio George Eliot	Patient and accurate full fourscore years, Cherished his sight and touch by temperance, And since keen sense is love of...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
The Naughty Boy John Keats	Was as red– That lead Was as weighty, That fourscore Was as eighty, That a door Was as wooden As in England– So he stood in his shoes And he...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
A Bridal In The Bois De Boulogne. Mathilde Blind	The premature gamins as wise as fourscore; The vain little Margots and the wide-awake Harrys, Surprised into childhood, grew simple...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Satyre Against Mankind John Wilmot	A greater Fop, in business at Fourscore, Fonder of serious Toyes, affected more, Than the gay glitt'ring Fool, at Twenty proves, With...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Song About Myself John Keats	Was as red, That lead Was as weighty, That fourscore Was as eighty, That a door Was as wooden As in England- So he stood in his shoes And he...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Among the Hills John Greenleaf Whittier	His hour of leisure richer than a life Of fourscore to the barons of old time,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Barbara Frietchie John Greenleaf Whittier	Bowed with her fourscore years and ten; Bravest of all in Frederick town, She took up the flag the men hauled...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Big Words Robert Graves	And feel, like grey-beards touching their fourscore, Ready, so soon as the need comes, to die: And I'm...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Daphne to Apollo. Imitated From The First Book Of Ovid's Metamorphosis Matthew Prior	We mortals seldom live about fourscore: Fourscore; you're good at numbers; let us see, Seventeen suppose, remaining sixty-three; Ay,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Horatius Thomas Babbington Macaulay	Sent up her tale of men; The foot are fourscore thousand, The horse are thousands...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In Memoriam. - Deacon Normand Smith, Lydia Howard Sigourney	Fourscore and seven, Swept not the beauty of his brow away, Nor quell'd his voice of music, nor impair'd...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Is Life a Boon William Schwenck Gilbert	Though fourscore years he give Yet one would pray to live Another...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lines On A Late Hospicious Ewent, By A Gebtleman Of The Footguards (Blue) William Makepeace Thackeray	His good old thoughts employin'; Fourscore years and one ago Beside the flowin'...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lines on the Death of Edward John Trelawny Algernon Charles Swinburne	Eight years over the full fourscore Knew thee: now shalt thou sleep, forgiving All griefs past of the wild world’s giving, Moored...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Margery of the Fens Arthur Symons	Devil has got his way: I fought him fourscore years, but he's gripped me hard...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Not all die early, dying young Emily Dickinson	Whole statured—by the side Of Junior of Fourscore—'twas Act Not Period—that...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
O. W. Holmes On His Eightieth Birth-Day John Greenleaf Whittier	Upon the lonely summit of Fourscore Welcome to us, o'er whom the lengthened day Is closing and the shadows colder grow, His...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Old Barnard -- A Monkish Tale Mary Darby Robinson	Though his age was full fourscore; And he us'd to go Thro' hail and snow, To a neighb'ring town, With his old coat brown, To beg,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Resignation Pt 2 Edward Young	-at fourscore My sole asylum,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Snow Eliza Cook	Men of fourscore, did ye ever know Such sport as ye had in the drifting...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnets Are Full Of Love Christina Georgina Rossetti	In you not fourscore years can dim the flame Of love, whose blessed glow transcends the laws Of time and change...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Battle Of The Lake Regillus Thomas Babbington Macaulay	Have years gone by an hundred And fourscore and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Bonny Hind Andrew Lang	in yonder park, And five score hyns to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Countess John Greenleaf Whittier	Thou bearest up thy fourscore years and ten, Or, called at last, art now Heaven's citizen; But, here or there, a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Garden-Chair Dinah Maria Mulock Craik	Have dropped into the quiet-folded ease Of fourscore...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)