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The Song Of Hiawatha XXII: Hiawatha's Departure Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Through the rifted leaves and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Song Of Hiawatha: Introduction And Vocabulary Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Love the wind among the branches, And the rain-shower and the snow-storm, And the rushing of great rivers Through their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Song of Hiawatha: X Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Heard a rustling in the branches, And with glowing cheek and forehead, With the deer upon his shoulders, Suddenly from out...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Song of the Darling River Henry Lawson	`I fill my branches again and again; `I hold my billabongs back in vain, `For my life and my peoples the South...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Spectral Attitudes Andre Breton	I do not matter to life But the branches of salt the white branches All the shadow bubbles And the sea-anemones Come down and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Spice-Tree Vachel Lindsay	The deep roots whisper, The branches say:— "Love to-morrow, And love to-day, And till Heaven's day, And till Heaven's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Spirit Of The Snow Denis Florence MacCarthy	Out along the giddy branches doth she go; And her tassels, silver-white, Down swinging through the night, Mark the pillow...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Spring In Ireland: 1916 James Stephens	Of slender branches taken from a tree Well bannered by the spring that saw them fall: Then you, for you are...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Star Of Bethlehem John Greenleaf Whittier	Strange birds upon the branches swung, Strange insect voices murmured...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Storm Frederick George Scott	Now tremble in their nests, The giant branches round them sway, The wild wind never...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Summer Pool William Cosmo Monkhouse	The shadows of o’erhanging branches sleep, Save where they leave one dreamy space of blue, O’er whose soft stillness ever and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Supernatural Zahra	All i could capture were the dark broken branches,the barren lands and the dead...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Swan John Gould Fletcher	Where beeches dip and trail Their branches in the water; With red-tipped head and wings— A beaked ship under sail— There glides a single...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Talking Oak Alfred Lord Tennyson	Broad Oak of Sumner-chace, Whose topmost branches can discern The roofs of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Task: Book VI. -- The Winter Walk at Noon William Cowper	Whose outspread branches overarch the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Tease that is Spring Madelyn Salbato	Butterflies and shimmering lakes, Bare branches and shivers and shakes, Surfboards lain against a red and white lighthouse, Fog and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Temple Garden Letitia Elizabeth Landon	Where sweep those dark branches of shadowy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Terrestrial Paradise. (From Dante. Purgatorio, XXVIII.) Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Whereat the tremulous branches readily Did all of them bow downward towards that side Where its first shadow casts the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Thanksgivings Harriet Maxwell Converse	We thank Him for the branches of the trees that grow shadows for our...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Thorn William Wordsworth	In spikes, in branches, and in stars, Green, red, and pearly...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Thorn Forest Dante Alighieri	cried again: 'Our damaged branches...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Three Roads Victor James Daley	And amidst her branches green The sweet brown thrushes...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Thrush In February George Meredith	The wooded pathways dank on brown, The branches on grey cloud a web, The long green roller of the down, An image of the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Tigers Drparrinello	The rocks that sit alone waiting Those branches I see reaching to the sky Searching for the essence of life But drill deep also into the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Timber Henry Vaughan	Fresh groves grow up, and their green branches shoot Towards the old and still enduring skies, While the low violet thrives at their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)