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To A Lady, Who Presented The Author With The Velvet Band Which Bound Her Tresses George Gordon Lord Byron	Like relics left of saints...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To An Amiable Friend Mourning The Death Of An Excellent Father Mercy Warren	Where choirs of saints and angel forms...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Elizabeth Ward Perkins Amy Lowell	Topaz, and green, where light falls through The saints that in the windows...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Englishmen John Greenleaf Whittier	The common freehold of the brave, The gift of saints and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To F. W. N. A Birthday Offering John Henry Newman	Kept till the day when He shall own His saints before His Father's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To groves Robert Herrick	Here is the legend of those saints That died for love, and their complaints; Their wounded hearts, and names we find Encarved...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Ireland Alfred Austin	Upon the altar of my Saints they trod; They banned my Faith, they took my Heaven away, And tried to rob me of my very...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To My Daughter Mary Ann, Asleep Thomas Cowherd	O, may she mount to yon abode Where God's blest Saints and Angels dwell; And there rejoice in him who trode The path to death to save from...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To my Friend Mr. Motteux, on His Tragedy Called Beauty in Distress, Published in 1698 John Dryden	The stage was silenced; for the saints would see In fields performed their plotted...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To put this World down, like a Bundle Emily Dickinson	Sacrament, Saints partook before us— Patent, every drop, With the Brand of the Gentile Drinker Who indorsed the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Countess Of Bedford I John Donne	Therefore I study you first in your saints, Those friends whom your election glorifies ; Then in your deeds, accesses and restraints,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Dead Cardinal Of Westminster Francis Thompson	'He measureth world's pleasure, World's ease as Saints might measure; For hire Just love...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Earl Of Clare George Gordon Lord Byron	From snares may saints preserve you; And grant your love or friendship ne'er From any claim a kindred care, But...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To the Earl of Warwick, on the Death of Mr. Addison Thomas Tickell	Just men, by whom impartial laws were given; And saints, who taught, and led, the way to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To the Memory of my dear and ever honoured Father Thomas Dudley Esq; Who deceased, July 31. 1653. an Anne Bradstreet	Ah happy Soul, 'mongst Saints and Angels blest, VVho after all his toyle, is now at rest: His hoary head in righteousness...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Praise Of The Dead And The Anatomy John Donne	Amid the Quire of Saints and Seraphim, As any Angels tongue can sing of thee; The subiects differ, then the skill...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Rev. J. Gilpin, On His Improved Edition Of The "Pilgrim'S Progress." Patrick Bronte	When he beheld his polished son (If saints ought earthly care to know), Would take him for some Bond Street beau, Or for that thing, it...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To the Temple I Repair James Montgomery	While the prayers of saints ascend, God of Love, to mine...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The White People Of America Joshua McCarter Simpson	Followed by a host of saints While they loudly sing Hosannah, We hear the dying slave's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Verily Excel In Love Zack Slaughter	faith - quite much and more - ever to the saints and folks of our living God and fellow heirs and scions - Surely to those avail an...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To-day Ralph Waldo Emerson	Let kings and conquerors, saints and soldiers sleep- Late in the world,-too late perchance for fame, Just late enough to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To-day Ralph Waldo Emerson	Let kings and conquerors, saints and soldiers sleep-- Late in the world,--too late perchance for fame, Just late enough to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Toledo Robert William Service	Gives me the blessed pip; Them Saints look like they want to die - Let's give our guide the slip, And in some bodega close by A glass...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Torturous Ghost Nikhil Parekh	Neither could the greatest of philosophers and saints ever understand me; Neither did the most invisible of flame rise in the sky even after I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Tree and Sky Siegfried Sassoon	Flashed in white orisons of saints who go On shafts of glory to the ecstasies they...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)