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Hair Christopher Commodore	But truly, fear not locks or braided hair, But vicious actions floating in the air, Beware of those who sport a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hair Reeti Chopra	To breathe through my locks And make them soar Like dreams woven around my head Gentle waves, dipped in inky...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Harvard Odes. Horatio Alger Jr	By the brown flowing locks and the graces of youth, Its footstep elastic and light, Could mantle the cheek with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Harvest of the Soul: Navigating Loss and Finding Joy Mawphniang Napoleon	Keys just don't fit locks no matter how you try A circle won't fill a square no matter how you cry Now is the season...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hatem Johann Wolfgang von Goethe	Locks of brown, still bind your captive In the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
He Loves And He Rides Away Sydney Thompson Dobell	And shook her dripping locks o'er hill, and dale, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Heaven Above, Heaven Below Vyacheslav Ivanovich Ivanov	Interwoven with snaky locks of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Her Dream William Butler Yeats	That I had shorn my locks away And laid them on Love's lettered tomb: But something bore them out of sight In a great...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Her face and features, rose and tulip tinted… Molla Panah Vagif	Were framed in sable...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Her Hair Charles Baudelaire	And where the twisted locks are fringed with down Lurk mingled odors I grow drunk upon Of oil of coconut, of musk, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Her Hair Today: A Cywydd Deuair Fyrion. Caleb Delos-Santos	on a play, my sights survey her locks’ blonde...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Hermotimus William Edmondstoune Aytoun	Underneath her raven locks descending, Paler seemed his face, and ashen gray, And so white his brow- White and cold as...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hesiod: or, The Rise of Woman Thomas Parnell	To call the locks, that lightly wander, home; And chief, the mirror,where the ravish'd maid Beholds and loves...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
His age:dedicated to his peculiar friend,mr john wickes, under the name ofpostumus Robert Herrick	keep Account of such a flock of sheep; Nor bullocks fed To lard the shambles; barbels bred To kiss our hands; nor do we wish For Pollio's lampreys in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
His Monument Franklin P. Adams	And crowm my thinning, graying locks with wreathes of Delphic...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Home Absolemn	Perfect body and skin And golden locks of hair She sees us and her companions They were startled They weren't expecting...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Homer's Hymn To The Sun Percy Bysshe Shelley	Beneath his graceful locks far shines around, And the light vest with which his limbs are bound, Of woof aethereal...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Horace, Book I. Ode IX. William Cowper	We have lived another day; Your auburn locks will soon be silver'd o'er, Old age is at our heels, and youth returns no...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
How A Fair One No Hope To His Highness Accorded Guy Wetmore Carryl	They called her the Fair One with Golden Locks, And it's true she had lovers who swarmed in flocks, But the rest is ironic; Her business...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hudibras: Part 2 - Canto I Samuel Butler	jail, the stocks, To set at large his fetter-locks; And, by exchange, parole, or ransom, To free him from th' enchanted mansion. This b'ing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hunted Paul Eluard	On ancient shoulders Locks of weakness on weary foreheads This theatre of honey and faded roses Where incalcuable...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hymn Written Among The Alps Helen Maria Williams	spy, The last abode of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I dare not leave the splendid town Lesbia Harford	And blood with honey in her...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I like her hair Riva Si	Her locks styled in their unique way, she smirks as she brandishes her...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I Love a Sister Suzy Ceci	Her golden locks, ripen wheat, swaying on windy hills, up high, Heavenly harvest for the reaper whose hands...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)