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I am Time Fluid Kari Michele Chrichlow	Easily gaining time lost in front-end Meeting deadlines speedily In flexibility, In lucidity, I AM...	Rate it (4.50 / 12 votes)
A Verse for Summer Love Claire M. Darchicourt	That all our obligations would float away, Like front-lawn detritus lifted on a breeze, And leave us the lie quietly in our browning,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Working Party Siegfried Sassoon	' When squeezing past some men from the front-line: White faces peered, puffing a point of red; Candles and braziers glinted through the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Working Party Siegfried Loraine Sassoon	" When squeezing past the men from the front-line: White faces peered, puffing a point of red; Candles and braziers glinted through the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Aftermath Siegfried Sassoon	Of corpses rotting in front of the front-line trench-- And dawn coming, dirty-white, and chill with a hopeless...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Aftermath Siegfried Loraine Sassoon	Of corpses rotting in front of the front-line trench, - And dawn coming, dirty-white, and chill with a hopeless...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April On Waggon Hill Henry John Newbolt, Sir	With posies tied in front--- We miss them from the moor road, They're getting old to roam, The road they're on's a sure...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
April On Waggon Hill Sir Henry Newbolt	With posies tied in front--- We miss them from the moor road, They're getting old to roam, The road they're on's a sure...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ashglory Paul Celan	behind you threeway hands. The cast-in-front-of-you, from the East, terrible. No one bears witness for the ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At Noey's House James Whitcomb Riley	Still at the front-room...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Cassidy's Epitaph Andrew Barton Paterson	Of men of proved tenacity, You'll find the front-rank right-hand man Will answer; "Here...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Danny Deever Rudyard Kipling	"What makes that front-rank man fall...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Faces Walt Whitman	Always the shadow in front--always the reach'd hand bringing up the ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Farewell Cable Tram Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis	And joy's complete, we've a front-row seat, And the sea-wind's in our...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Frankie and Johnnie Anonymous Americas	She rang the front-door bell, Said, "Stand back, all you chippies, Or I'll blow you all to hell; I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Gunga Din Rudyard Kipling	You could hear the front-files shout, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I am Time Fluid Kari Michele Chrichlow	Easily gaining time lost in front-end Meeting deadlines speedily In flexibility, In lucidity, I AM...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lady Geraldine's Hardship Rudyard Kipling	Through the shrill-tinkling glass of the shop-front-paused, Artemis mazed 'mid gauds to catch a man, And piteous baby-caps and christening-gowns, The...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Monsoon Tandav Srutimala Duara	grasslands and croplands front-yards and back-yards woods and orchards till water and just water...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
My home-a blessed place Jesudason Atputharajah	There is a spreading lily tree, It make the front-yard glee, The rooms are large and spacious, With decors that make them look gorgeous, The...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Penumbra Amy Lowell	The front-door will gaze down among the old trees Where, as a child, I hunted ghosts and Indians; It...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Rise, O Days Walt Whitman	Manhattan, rising, advancing with menacing front--Cincinnati, Chicago, unchain'd; --What was that swell I saw on the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
St. Julian's Prayer La Fontaine	(The wind north-east in front--as cold as clay In doleful dumps proceeded on his way, And justly feared, that spite of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
T.L.E. JuX	straight ahead of me up through this fog in front- With rotten luck, I keep on reachin' out for all these hollow hugs- Tomorrow comes, I try...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Army Mules Andrew Barton Paterson	And if you go to the front-line camp where the sleepless outposts lie, At the dead of night you can hear the tramp of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)