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The Union Alfred Noyes	Spirit of Freedom in thunder Speaks, and the wine-press is red; And the sea-winds are loud with the chains that are broken asunder And nations that rise...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Vain Question Ada Cambridge	Press on, poor soul, along the path of pain That is the one thing absolutely...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Valediction William Cowper	To press with energy your ardent thought, Your senatorial dignity of face, Sound sense, intrepid...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Verdicts Rudyard Kipling	Not in the press of the odds, Do the heroes come to their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Verdicts [Jutland] Rudyard Kipling	Not in the press of the odds, Do the heroes come to their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Victories Of Love. Book II Coventry Patmore	Why, Mother, once, if Frederick press'd His wife against his hearty breast, The interior difference seem'd to tear My own, until I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Village Garden Amy Levy	Wherein more lightly seems to press the burden Of individual life that weighs me...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Vineyard Rudyard Kipling	same As ours who all day long had trod The wine-press of the Wrath of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Vineyard Kurt Philip Behm	All meaning distills, when the words press together The pages a vineyard —as water becomes...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Violinist (by archibald lampman) Wayne Blair	But break beneath the press and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wake Of Tim O'Hara William Cosmo Monkhouse	Were thronging around the old press-bed, Where O’Hara’s widow, tatter’d and torn, Held to her bosom the babe newborn, And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Walkers Robert William Service	-- windmills gaily turning, Apples for the cider-press, ruby-hued and gold; Tails of rabbits twinkling, scarlet berries burning, Wedge of geese...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wanderer: A Vision: Canto V Richard Savage	Inamour'd round her press th' inspiring throng, And swell to ecstacy her solemn...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Warrior's Prayer Paul Laurence Dunbar	When foes upon me press, let me not quail Nor think to turn me into coward...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The wassail Robert Herrick	Then may your plants be press'd with fruit, Nor bee or hive you have be mute, But sweetly sounding like a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Watchers John Greenleaf Whittier	trust,' it sang; 'the rod Must fall, the wine-press must be trod, But all is possible with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
THE WAY The Way	For eternity's bliss, press, onward we go This indeed is the way that we all...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The We That Is Us That Is You That Is Me Scott Michael Potter	I can never get my fill, while nipples gently press instincts, and holy lips and tongue swallow hermeneutics, but lest I mention last, the best...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The West Country Alice Cary	Of hardship which they press Upon their own tired hands to make The toil for the children...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wet Litany Rudyard Kipling	When our brittle townships press, Impotent, on...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The White Doe Of Rylstone, Or, The Fate Of The Nortons - Canto Fifth William Wordsworth	Nor wanted 'mid the pressing crowd Deep feeling, that found utterance loud, 'Lo, Francis comes,' there were who cried,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wicked Priest Brian Duffin	Now to the lips, the cup we press Abused and broken--emblems bless’d Pray now the prayer of sinners scorn Lift up the chalice,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Widow To Her Son’s Betrothed Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton	How can thy hand with cheerful fondness press The hands of friends who still on earth may stay-- Remembering his most passionate caress ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The widows' Tears; or, dirge of dorcas Robert Herrick	-bough And olive-branch is wither'd now; The wine-press now is ta'en from us, The saffron and the calamus; The spice and spikenard hence is gone, The...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Winged Mariners Ada Cambridge	Still on they press, and warble to the skies With hearts at...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)