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The Story of the forgotten Statue Mark Christopher	each passageway reveals another thorn laden wall whose roses have withered and mocked me I will not succumb to my imprisonment ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Three Kings Edith Nesbit	With long trains laden with gifts of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Town Down by the River Edwin Arlington Robinson	the Watcher by the Way To the young and the unladen, To the boy and to the maiden, "God be with you both to-day. First your song came ringing, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The train dogs Emily Pauline Johnson	Laden with skins from the north, Beaver and bear and raccoon, Marten and mink from the polar...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Traveller And The Farm-Maiden Johann Wolfgang von Goethe	Food and drink to one so heavy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Treasure Of Abram John Boyle O'Reilly	They pass the droves and laden teams, the weighted slaves are past, And Abram doubles still the gifts; one wain—his own—is...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Tropics in New York Claude McKay	Of fruit-trees laden by low-singing rills, And dewy dawns, and mystical blue skies In benediction over nun-like...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Truth About hHorace Eugene Field	wl, sir, Until he filled his date; With a massic-laden ditty And a classic maiden pretty He painted up the city, And Maecenas paid the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Truth as I see it. Bertie C Stubbs	But the Taliban and Bin laden, don't play...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Tryst Of The Sachem’s Daughter Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon	And her breast was laden with anxious fears, And her dark eyes heavy with unshed...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Two Armies Henry Timrod	Till every wind that sweeps the land Goes, glory laden, from the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Two Voices Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	With sorrow laden and akin to grief, ``My son,'' it saith, ``What is my will with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Vesper Hour Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon	Rise, with the organ’s solemn strain, On incense-laden air; While the last dying smiles of day Athwart the stained glass pour— Flooding with red and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Victim's Voice Matthew Saunders	Osama Bin Laden said: To kill is every Arab's obligation We all know this is false As we grieve with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wail of Two Cities John Boyle O'Reilly	Lusting for one so sweet, So were her shoulders...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Water-Witch Alice Guerin Crist	Coming from the scrub-aisles dime and cool, Laden with ferns and lilies white, And rested by it’s deepest...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Way Amy Lowell	flowers, And the hum of the yellow bees, honey-laden and dusty with pollen. And Summer said, "Come, follow onward, with no thought save the longing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The White Lights Edwin Arlington Robinson	With galleons laden long before By moonlit wharves in Avalon— Here, where the white lights have begun To seethe...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Widow and Her Son XXI Khalil Gibran	The little boy looked upon his mother with sleep-laden eyes and said, "Mother, my eyes are heavy, but I cannot go to bed without saying my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wind At Night Dinah Maria Mulock Craik	Thou mightst be laden with sad, shrieking souls, Carried unwilling From their known earth to the unknown stream...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Winds Message Andrew Barton Paterson	of pine, A scent of eucalyptus trees in honey-laden bloom; And drifting, drifting far away along the Southern line It caught from leaf and grass...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wisdom Of Merlyn Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	his time--gifts of song, his help to the heavy--laden, Words of an expert of life, who has gathered its sins in his sack, its virtues to grieve and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wood Fairy’s Well Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon	the green earth with sunshine and fragrance is laden, And birds make sweet music throughout the long...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Then And Now John McCrae	birds, the breath of coming rain Creeps, lilac-laden, up the village street When all is still, as if the very trees Were listening for the coming of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
There is a Hill Robert Seymour Bridges	Robbing the golden market of the bees: And laden barges float By banks of myosote; And scented flag and golden flower-de-lys Delay the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)