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Why All Rivers Flow That Way Karl Constantine FOLKES	Winding their way, steadily they...	Rate it (5.00 / 3 votes)
A Farewell Alfred Austin	But through the vista vast Of unknown Future wend intrepid way, Framed to contend and cope With perils new by vanished yesterday, Whose...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Skylark Stephen Colley	With deafening cry, You wend your way homeward to where you belong, Showering earth with mad sparks of starshine And...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Something Susanna Elliott-Newth	We wend our ways and wonder what life...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Stimulation Doug Volgenau	Course revisions rewound wend toward signature ...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
A Christmas Carol Alfred Austin	To courtly roof and rustic cot Old comrades wend from far and wide: Now is the ancient feud forgot, The growing grudge is laid...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Civic Holiday Trip James McIntyre	While we to Toronto did wend our way, And came to see this presentation To stalwart son of Scottish...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dirge For McPherson Herman Melville	Take him up again and wend Graveward, nor weep: There's a trumpet that shall rend This Soldier's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dirge for McPherson, Killed in front of Atlanta. Herman Melville	Take him up again and wend Graveward, nor weep: There's a trumpet that shall rend This Soldier's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Farewell To Youth Alfred Austin	Leave me but these, I care not where I wend, But down life's slope go hand-in-hand with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Letter From Italy Alfred Austin	To Ricorboli I wend: But where now the dear old friend, Heart as open as his gate, Song, and jest, and simple...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Question Answered Alfred Austin	You, privileged to wend Up to the blue and boundless sky, Where only wings...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Reverie ["Those hearts of ours -- how strange! how strange!"] Abram Joseph Ryan	To-days are dull -- so they wend their ways Back to their beautiful yesterdays; The present is blank -- so they wing their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Word for Thelonious yimij	Wend ascendant, perpend intendment, prehend appendment, extend...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Abstract, Or Sound Poem John Joseph Hughes	hot hot hot aluminum drapes while-a-wild winds wend ¾ -time 'round the atonal corners of my working writing space space space where only I I I I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Agnes And The Hill-Man William Morris	”...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Agnes And The Hill-Man. Translated From The Danish. William Morris	Twice went Agnes the hill round about, Then wended within, left the fair world...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
All Souls' Day in a German Town Michael Fairless	They wend their way past the haunts of life, Father and daughter, grandmother, wife, To deck with candle...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
And These--Are These Indeed The Rnd William Watson	Do all green ways whereby we wend Lead but to yon ignoble...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Another Spring Carol Alfred Austin	And laugh, and joyously wend...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
As I Ebb'd With the Ocean of Life Walt Whitman	As I ebb'd with the ocean of life, As I wended the shores I know, As I walk'd where...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At a Life's End Muriel Stuart	In desert days that wend...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At crow's nest pass Emily Pauline Johnson	Themselves apart, the rivers wend A lawless course about their feet, And breaking into torrents beat In useless fury where...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At His Grave Alfred Austin	Back to the churchyard let me wend, And, by the posied mound, Lingering where late stood worthier feet, Wish that some...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At The Gate Of The Convent Alfred Austin	Why from calm cloisters backward wend, Where moil is much and peace is none, And journeying hath nor bourne nor...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)