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The Rape of the Lock: Canto 5 Alexander Pope	She with one finger and a thumb subdu'd: Just where the breath of life his nostrils drew, A charge of snuff...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Raven And The King's Daughter William Morris	Till the tears run through thy fingers...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Resonance Dr.k.g.balakrishnan kandangath	Vibrating As the magic Finger-Note; The million-hued Pre- composed distinct Distinguished...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Retrospect: CWM Elan, 1812 Percy Bysshe Shelley	If with it I might leave the pain That with a finger cold and lean Wrote madness on my withering...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Return of Morgan and Fingal Edwin Arlington Robinson	And the dark wet mooring pointed home Like a finger from the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Revenge of Demetri Jones William James Burkhead	Back with the fingers or off with the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Riding of the Rebel William Henry Ogilvie	You shall never finger bridle, never mount on horse's back, Till the outlaw on Glenidol is a broken lady's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Rock Mario William Vitale	And offered your toil tortured middle finger And cussed out an irrevocable...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The rock of rubies, and the quarry ofpearls Robert Herrick	And nothing I did say, But with my finger pointed to The lips of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Rose Isabella Valancy Crawford	Or, being hard, perchance his finger-tips Careless might touch the satin of its cup, And he should feel a dead babe's budding...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Rose Isabella Valancy Crawford	Or, being hard, perchance his finger-tips Careless might touch the satin of its cup, And he should feel a dead babe's budding...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Rose Ronald-Bunch	But when it died and pricked my finger It made me sad Like when human life ends, It spins you in joy, But in the end it makes...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Rose Delima William Henry Drummond	count dem very easy on de finger of your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Rose Dichotomy Steve Cochrane	He bent over to pick a few, But cut his finger on a thorn, Which filled his heart with so much...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Rose.. That Brought Me Back To You Clive Pope	When it pricked my finger the thorns they turned to green And with the drop of her tear the Black petals were washed...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Rubaiyat Of Ohow Dryyam With Apologies To Omar J L Duff	XIII The legal Finger writes; and having writ, Moves on--and neither Thirst nor Wit Has lured it back to cancel half...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Sacrilege: (A Ballad-Tragedy) Thomas Hardy	If you'll to yon cathedral shrine, And finger from the chest divine Treasure to buy me ear-drops fine, And richly jewelled...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Second Oldest Story Dorothy Parker	Did he prick his...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Sheep In The Ruins Archibald MacLeish	Because the fingers of the goddesses are found Like marble pebbles in the gravelly ground And nothing answers...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Shepherd's Week (excerpt) John Gay	As my Buxoma in a morning fair, With gentle finger strok'd her milky care, I quaintly stole a kiss; at first, 'tis true, She frown'd, yet...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Shepherd's Week : Monday; or the Squabble John Gay	As my Buxoma in a morning fair, With gentle finger strok'd her milky care, I quaintly stole a kiss; at first, 'tis true, She frown'd, yet...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Shepherd's Week : Saturday; or, The Flights John Gay	That Bowzybeus who with finger's speed Could call soft warblings from the breathing reed; That Bowzybeus who with jocund...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
THE SHERIFF AND THE OUTLAW Barry Green Jr	Who held the world in His grip His trigger finger ain't ever gonna slip I stood my ground, looked the Outlaw in the eye My legs were steady,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Sign-Post Edward Thomas	At the hill-top by the finger-post; The smoke of the traveller's-joy is puffed Over hawthorn berry and hazel...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Slaves Of Martinique John Greenleaf Whittier	God hath heard thy prayer for freedom, and his finger points the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)