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To Our Divide, and the Next One, Zachary Gambrill	your legs as the stranger gets up and you press your back against the headboard and you realize there’s nowhere else you can crawl as they...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Reader Of ‘University Notes’ Robert Fuller Murray	But, sharpened by the sight of one, Many shall press toward the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Dead Cardinal Of Westminster Francis Thompson	And holds Its gated...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Heroic Soul Duncan Campbell Scott	Deep-rooted, mighty 'mid the toil and press; To save one memory of the sweet and pure, From out life's failure and its...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Memory Of Heber Felicia Dorothea Hemans	To cheer and guide us, onward as we press; Yet one more image on the heart bestow'd, To dwell there, beautiful in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Memory Of The Right Honourable Lord Talbot, Late Chancellor Of Great Britain. Addressed To His Son. James Thomson	The more the bold, the bustling, and the bad, Press to usurp the reins of power, the more Behoves it virtue, with indignant zeal, To check...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To the Reader Charles Baudelaire	We squeeze and press for juice that is no...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Reformers Of England John Greenleaf Whittier	And sunshine soft and warm; Press bravely...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Road Paul Laurence Dunbar	Knapsack and alpenstock press hand and shoulder, Prick of the brier and roll of the boulder; This be your lot till the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Royal Society (excerpts) Abraham Cowley	rebellion call'd to fight For such a long oppressed right. Bacon at last, a mighty man, arose Whom a wise King and Nature chose Lord...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Serenader James Whitcomb Riley	All but smothered whisperings, Press this rose I'm...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Spade Of A Friend (An Agriculturist) William Wordsworth	Thou art a tool of honour in my hands; I press thee, through the yielding soil, with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To the Union Savers of Cleveland Frances Ellen Watkins Harper	And unto her lips so dusky, Press the cup of woe and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To the Unknown Warrior Gilbert Keith Chesterton	Though he have yet a favourable press, Tender as San Francisco to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Thee Henry Timrod	To every page my lips I press -- The very leaves appear to make A silken rustle like thy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Think Of Time Walt Whitman	dying, The twitching lips press lightly on the forehead of the dying, The breath ceases, and the pulse of the heart...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Time George Gordon Lord Byron	Thy future ills shall press in vain; I nothing owe but years to thee, A debt already paid in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Will... Kurt Philip Behm	The seasons press their head and tail foreclosure, to trail the one in front and lead the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Youth Walter Savage Landor	Then smiling eyes bend over mine, Then lips once press’d invite; But sleep hath given a silent sign, And both,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Tombstones in the Starlight Dorothy Parker	ld, before his terms. He lies below, correct in cypress wood, And entertains the most exclusive worms. IV. The...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Touch Melissa Torres	My breath kept time Softly your lips press against me Sending shivers all the way to my knees Slowly your hands grab hold of my waist A...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Touch of Amor : Harbour of Hearts Mawphniang Napoleon	Press gently and you'll find my heart's true will- For you it thrums, my love, it always...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Trial and tribulations Tony Ledford	We must press on, endure with all our might For the path we walk is never easy And obstacles along the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Trinckle, Drops Walt Whitman	my breast--from within where I was conceal'd--press forth, red drops--confession drops; Stain every page--stain every song I sing, every...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Trivia ; or, the Art of Walking the Streets of London : Book II. John Gay	Three trades avoid; oft in the mingling press, The barber's apron soils the sable dress; Shun the perfumer's touch with cautious eye, Nor...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)