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Apples Growing. William McKendree Carleton	O'er the harvest-acres bright, Came her husband's din of reaping; Near to her, an infant wight Through the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Are you seeing this Lord? Getting this? Doug Blair	without visible distinction, and only at the harvest would their destiny of favour or flames be...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Artist work Talia Garza Hernandez	of one in their own harvest persons are following dearest urges not ever decipher which hieroglyph can consider ...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
As Dies The Year Alfred Austin	November, shower your harvest down, Chestnut, and mast, and acorn brown; For you he laboured, so pay the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
As I Walked Out One Evening W.H. Auden	The crowds upon the pavement Were fields of harvest wheat And down by the brimming river I heard a lover sing Under an arch of the...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
As I Watche'd The Ploughman Ploughing Walt Whitman	Or the sower sowing in the fields--or the harvester harvesting, I saw there too, O life and death, your analogies: (Life, life is the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ashamed, But Not Afraid Joseph Horatio Chant	Oh, that in life's great harvest field, I may some reaping do; Early and late the sickle wield, And prove a reaper...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At the end of the tunnel Victor obinna	I hunger for the harvest off my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At A Banquet Given To The Deputation Of The Swedish Riksdag To The Coronation, In Trondhjem, July 17 Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson	Alone th' eternal, Northern, true Can harvest...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At A Banquet Given To The Deputation Of The Swedish Riksdag To The Coronation, In Trondhjem, July 17, 1873 Bjørnstjerne Martinius Bjørnson	Alone th' eternal, Northern, true Can harvest...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
AT DAWN IT WAS Joseph Berolo	faulty towers of unearthed harvest, the dawns of boiling veins, the whispers of ghostly diaries , the taste of roses dead...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At Long Last Ada Cambridge	that crowns the hungry quest, Like ripe wheat-harvest in a land at rest, And comes alone, a consecrated cup, To those proved worthy to sit down and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
August Algernon Charles Swinburne	Mown from the harvest’s middle...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
August Jana Satterlund	October is the harvest moon, shattered silver in the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
August James Whitcomb Riley	Upon the gleaming harvest-field remote The thresher lies deserted, like some old Dismantled galleon that hangs afloat Upon...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
August Edith Nesbit	I want to walk through crisp gold harvest fields, Through meadows yellowed by the August heat; To loiter through the cool dim wood,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Auto-Da-Fe George Augustus Baker Jr	Sow your hopes in the furrows, Rich harvest of failure you'll reap; Life's riddle is read the most truly By men who but talk in their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Autumn Ada Cambridge	Where gold and scarlet sunlights lay together On harvest fruit and summer wealth of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Autumn Siegfried Sassoon	For battle’s fruitless harvest, and the feud Of outraged...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Autumn Donka Krsteva	Twilight falls upon cold soil, season of harvest, passing away, quietly yeilding to Autumn's call, woodlands drowse till awakening...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Autumn Siegfried Loraine Sassoon	For battle's fruitless harvest, and the feud Of outraged...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Autumn Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Thy shield is the red harvest moon, suspended So long beneath the heaven's o'er-hanging eaves; Thy steps are by the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Autumn Donka Kristeva	harvest reaped, the walk upon the golden carpet ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Autumn III Thomas Hood	The vintage is ripe, The harvest is heaping;— But some that have sow'd Have no riches for reaping;— Poor wretch, fall...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Autumn Regrets Paul Bewsher	With all its wealth of harvest, and warm rains: And with fantastic melodies inspire A memory of each mad sunset's fire In...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)