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A Bush Christmas Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis	'...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Legend of Madrid Adam Lindsay Gordon	Frothy flakes, the eyeballs redly Flash, the horns so sharp and deadly Lower, short, and strong, and straight ; Fast, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A November Wood-Walk. Kate Seymour Maclean	Shine redly glimmering through the dewy wet; And whereso'er thy musing foot is set, The fragrant...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
David's Lament for Jonathan Mary Hannay Foott	His House; not from my hands, so redly dyed, But thine, pure-hearted...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Don Juan: Canto the Eighth George Gordon Lord Byron	And redly ran his blushing waters...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Finis Exoptatus Adam Lindsay Gordon	'Twas not thus their gospel redly Saints and martyrs...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Frances. Charlotte Bronte	No, sparkling still, and redly flashing, Drained, drop by drop, the generous...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Gilbert. Charlotte Bronte	Rushed rash and redly...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
May Morning Celia Thaxter	Redly gleam the rose-haws, dripping with the wet, Fruit of sober autumn, glowing crimson yet; ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Melody Alice Cary	But a beacon gleamed redly The blue rocks along, Where a golden-tressed maiden Sat singing her son: With her...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Monday Night May 11th 1846 - Domestic Peace Anne Brontë	The fire is burning in the grate As redly as it used to burn, But still the hearth is desolate Till Mirth and Love with Peace...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Monday Night May 11th 1846 - Domestic Peace Anne Bronte	The fire is burning in the grate As redly as it used to burn, But still the hearth is desolate Till Mirth and Love with Peace...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sydney-Side Henry Lawson	Where the Rover’s Star gleams redly in the desert by the ‘soak’— But says one mate to the other, ‘Brace your lip and do not fret,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Bayadere. An Indian Tale (2) Ending Letitia Elizabeth Landon	Blazed redly and fiercely the funeral pyre, Then like a thought she darted by, And sprang on the burning...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Child Of Earth Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton	Beaming all redly thro' the lattice-pane; The steps of friends thy slumbers may not break, Nor fond familiar...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Coming of The Rauparaha Arthur Henry Adams	And it blossomed redly like a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Iron Wedding Rings Henry Lawson	And the wintry sun looked redly on a bloody battlefield; Till the man from 'cross the border marched through Buckland once...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last of the Narwhale John Boyle O'Reilly	In the South the sun went redly down — In the North rose another light, Neither sun nor moon, but a shooting dawn, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Morn That Breaks Its Heart Of Gold Madison Julius Cawein	As did her Cause When redly broke the dawn Of fierce rebellion, and, beneath its star, The firmaments of war Poured...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Problem Henry Timrod	Yet as long as blood runs redly, yet as long as mental worth Is a nobler gift than fortune, is a holier thing than birth, I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Problem Henry Timrod	Yet as long as blood runs redly, yet as long as mental worth Is a nobler gift than fortune, is a holier thing than birth, I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Song Of The Camp-Fire Robert William Service	Strips of iron-wood, scaly blue-gum, writhing redly in my hold; With my lunge of lurid lances, with my whips that flail the night, They will...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The White Bull Isabella Valancy Crawford	Like the angry stars that redly fly From the dark blue peaks of the midnight sky, And smouldering lie, Blood-red till they die...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Woodsman In The Foundry Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall	When the glow is leaping Redly hurled, He sees roses sleeping, Forest-roses in a windy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Unrecorded Lucy Maud Montgomery	If he said to a maid, "The sunset lies Redly on Nazareth hills to-night," Each sunset of her life would bring A benedictive memory Of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)