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Alpine Holiday Robert William Service	And then she felt his arm go round her...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
ALZHEIMER’S (Told from my Mother's P.O.V.) Phil Roberts	Strangers take me by the arm And drag me to their car, They say they’re carers sent to help And that we won’t go...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Am I Someone Who Hurts? Daisy Montgomery	An...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Amanda Otis Cotton	I can fit my arm my leg my head Into her vacuumous void...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
AMAZING AMAZING	AND THOUGH HE IS IN ANOTHER'S ARM'S I WILL TAKE THE REJECTION HAS ONE TO GROW...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Afternoon In July Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon	Cheeks pillowed on each rounded arm— And fall asleep soon, murmuring low, And wondering “why it is so...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Allegory On Man Thomas Parnell	A bending Sickle arm'd his Side; And Spring's new Months his Train adorn; The other Seasons were...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Anatomy Of The World... John Donne	And though to be thus elemented, arm These creatures from home-born intrinsic harm, (For all assum'd unto this dignity So...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Angel in Blue Jeans Taqua	A gentle arm holds me stable, as I study a small glittering...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
AN ANGEL IN DISGUISE CELIA P DONGUINES	DON’T CRY OR FRET, NO CAUSE FOR HARM, SHE’LL FLAP HER WINGS AND GRAB YOUR...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Easter Rhyme Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake	Donald, Charlie or young Mac - Suddenly his arm he tosses, Presently you’ll hear the crack, As the symbol of the cross is Made on...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An English Ballad, On The Taking Of Namur, By The King Of Great Britain Matthew Prior	Shap'd like Megrigny and Vauban: They arm'd these Rocks; then show'd old Jove Of Marli Wood, the Wond'rous...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Epigram From Homer William Cowper	with lifted arm Protect their oven; let the cups and all The sacred vessels black well, and, baked With...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Epistle To William Hogarth. Charles Churchill	repress'd. Canst thou, with more than usual warmth she cried, Thy malice to indulge, and feed thy pride; Canst thou, severe by nature as thou art,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Essay on Death and a Prison Henry King	better then the light. There lives a silent harmony, no jar Or discord can that sweet soft consort mar. The graves deaf ear is clos'd against...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Essay On The Different Stiles Of Poetry Thomas Parnell	trembling Lyre, And felt the Notes a rising Warmth inspire. Ye sweet'ning Graces in the Musick Throng, Assist my Genius, and retrieve the Song...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Frau Nannette Falk-Auerbach. Sidney Lanier	Ja, weil mein Arm kein Kind im Leben hielt, Gott hat mir dich nach meinem Tod gegeben, Nannette,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Imitation of Spenser William Blake	rod, thrown on t 1000 he dusty floor, Can charm to harmony with potent spell. Such is sweet Eloquence, that does dispel Envy and Hate that thirst...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Indian at the Burial-Place of his Fathers. William Cullen Bryant	Of his large arm the mouldering...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Indian Massacre-Song. John Carr, Sir	comes, and reproaches our arms with delay, - Then arise, let us go where Revenge points the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Ode - In Imitation of Horace, Book III. Ode II. Matthew Prior	William (so Fate requires) again is arm'd, Thy father to the field is gone, Again Maria weeps her absent lord, For thy repose content...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Ode - Inscribed To The Memory Of The Hon. Colonel George Villiers Matthew Prior	To wake ere morning-dawn to loud alarms, And march till close of night in heavy arms, To scorn the summer's suns and winter's snows,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Ode - Presented To The King, On His Majesty's Arrival In Holland, After The Queen's Death Matthew Prior	Whose voice should rule, whose arm should lead, And in kind murmurs chide that grief Which hinders Europe being...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Ode : While Blooming Youth And Gay Delight Matthew Prior	The thousand Loves, that arm thy potent eye, Must drop their quivers, flag their wings, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Ode To A Lady. She Refusing To Continue A Dispute With Me, And Leaving Me In The Argument Matthew Prior	Contemns the wreath too long delay'd: And arm'd with more immediate power, Calls cruel silence to her...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)