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Scenes In London II - Oxford Street Letitia Elizabeth Landon	There rose a melancholy sound, The bugle’s wailing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sea-ward, white gleaming thro' the busy scud (fragment) Samuel Taylor Coleridge	upon the air, and sends from far A wildly-wailing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Seek God to Live Richard Newton Sherrer	Wailing is in the street, Calling farmers to mourn; Lamentation shall meet, To all those who...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Serial Killer Nikhil Parekh	horns of the police now reached him loud and stringent, the cops were hot on his trail...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Seventh Sunday After Trinity John Keble	Who men and angels daily feeds, And stills the wailing sea-bird on the hungry...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Small Box Of Matchsticks Nikhil Parekh	miserably under the uncannily shimmering beams of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
So-called a "Tomorrow " Abubakar Auwal	For my name "I am corpse " More wailing inquires I thrown For this dreams of hope: If one day I got awake: Though it must be...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Solomon and the vagabond sailor's Sam madeyin	They wandering In the way of vagabond sailors Wailing still like a stillbirth ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song of the Battle Eve Thomas Moore	But what can wailing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song Of The Broad-Axe Walt Whitman	lull'd, The wailing and moaning at intervals, the thought of the sea, The thought of ships struck in the storm,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet 38: This Night While Sleep Begins Sir Philip Sidney	Leaving me nought but wailing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet 42: That thou hast her, it is not all my grief William Shakespeare	That she hath thee is of my wailing chief, A loss in love that touches me more...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet II Robert Louis Stevenson	Or like some tarn that wailing curlews skim, Glassing the sallow uplands or brown fell; And so, as men go down into a dell...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet II: Go, Wailing Verse Samuel Daniel	Go, wailing verse, the infants of my love, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet LVII: Like As the Lute Samuel Daniel	Which here I yield in lamentable wise, A wailing descant on the sweetest ground, Whose due reports give honor to her...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XLVII: Read In My Face Samuel Daniel	The wailing Iliads of my tragic woe, Drawn with my blood...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XXXIV: The Star of My Mishap Samuel Daniel	To spend the April of my years in wailing That never found my fortune but in waning, With still fresh cares my present woes...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet. Written In Disgust Of Vulgar Superstition John Keats	That 'tis their sighing, wailing ere they go Into oblivion; -- that fresh flowers will grow, And many glories of immortal...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sorrow’s Importunity Alfred Austin	When Sorrow first came wailing to my door, April rehearsed the madrigal of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sotto Voce Walter de la Mare	With brine-clear, snow-white foam afloat, The wailing, not of water or wind — A husht, far, wild, divine lament, When Prospero his wizardry bent...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Soul's Call Mathilde Blind	And the midnight wind is wailing Till your very life seems quailing As the long gusts shudder and sigh: Know you not that...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
South-West Wind In The Woodland George Meredith	Chased close by some down-breathing beak; Now, wailing like a breaking heart, That will not wholly break, but hopes With hope that knows itself in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Spiders: The Ministry of Webs David Ferguson	tyrannical temper tantrum, screaming and wailing and fast-food sedations in the murmuring March rains in Maple Ridge, chicken nugget...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Spiders: The Ministry of Webs David M Ferguson	tyrannical temper tantrum, screaming and wailing and fast-food sedations in the murmuring March rains in Maple Ridge, chicken nugget...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Stabat Mater James Brunton Stephens	Sadly moaning, deeply wailing, Now the cruel sword prevailing Pierced her soul with anguish...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)