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Twilight Morning Brian D.F. Richmond	they survived the night, escaping the great-horned owl that patrols these forests. Half-moon hangs in the western sky reflecting light from the...	Rate it (5.00 / 2 votes)
Lost Lorilan MJM Wagner	Then the great horned king stepped...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Steps Brady Bowen	courage in transfusion I feel like a curved-horned herd king with the yellow lightning of fear arcing point to point his arrival is harvest joy ...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Terence, This is Stupid Stuff Alfred Edward Housman	It sleeps well, the horned...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
'Twixt the Wings of the Yard Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake	wake of ‘em: see the wild break of ‘em, Spear-horned and curly, red, spotted and starred: See the lads bringing ‘em, blocking ‘em, ringing ‘em. ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
3 minutes Muzz	determined beast neared the top His horned head cresting the final...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Ballad Of Boding. Christina Georgina Rossetti	silvery phosphorescence played About his dis-horned head. The sneer smoothed from his lip, He beamed blandly on the ship; All winds sank to a moan,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Christmas Folk-Song Lizette Woodworth Reese	The Ox put forth a horned head : 'Come, Little Lord, here make Thy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Fairy Tale. Thomas Hood	a drove of beasts was coming by the way. Long-horned, and short, of many a different breed, Tall, tawny brutes, from famous Lincoln-levels Or Durham...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Florentine Tragedy - A Fragment Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde	Upon one side A slim and horned satyr leaps in gold To catch some nymph of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Presentiment William Cullen Bryant	That horrid thing with horned brow,-- His wings o'erhang this very tree, He scowls upon us now; His huge black arm is...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Presentiment. William Cullen Bryant	That horrid thing with horned brow, His wings o'erhang this very tree, He scowls upon us now; His huge black arm is lifted...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A prospect of Night Tim Goldring	Renewed tonight in her new horned charms, Still carrying Old Diana in her new horned...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Rebus Phillis Wheatley	Sent by an hand unseen; A creature of the horned race, Which Britain's royal standards grace; A gem of vivid...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Surrealistic Page is there, Concealed in Everyone’s Mind Xiaoyuan Yin	She waved to Paul, Never mentioned his being ram-horned, human-headed and horse-bodied Paul knows it all—he was the one that has taken over the floating...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Additions Thomas Hardy	The folks horned out, "God save the King," and anon The two home-along gloomily...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
After Drafting Roderic Quinn	Comes a note of sad disquiet: Dun and dappled, Horned and poley — They are lowing, lowly lowing, With a helpless...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Amarantha. A Pastorall Richard Lovelace	beauteous crescent shone, Bright as the argent-horned moone. But see! this whiteness is obscure, Cynthia spotted, she impure; Her body writheld, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An answer to Various Bards Andrew Barton Paterson	....	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An August Midnight Thomas Hardy	On this scene enter--winged, horned, and spined - A longlegs, a moth, and a dumbledore; While 'mid my page there idly stands ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Atalanta's Race William Morris	road, The sleek-skinned mothers of the sharp-horned herds Now for the barefoot milking-maidens lowed; While from the freshness of his blue abode, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Babel: The Gate Of The God Gordon Bottomley	The source of worship better than horned...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Burning Off Dorothea Mackeller	The young horned moon has gone from the sky, And night has settled down; A red glare shows from the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Cain and Abel Rudyard Kipling	An' horned an' pawed in that Red...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Canzonet Oscar Wilde	No horned Faun Treads down the yellow leas, No God at dawn Steals through the olive...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)