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A Song Of Long Ago James Whitcomb Riley	path wind In and out and on behind The cider-press that chuckles as we...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Song Of Success Robert William Service	Harden our hearts to him -- on let us...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Thought For A Lonely Death-Bed Elizabeth Barrett Browning	! By thy forsaken Sonship in the red Drear wine-press,--by the wilderness out-spread,-- And the lone garden where thine agony Fell bloody from thy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Thought or Two on Reading Pomfret's James Henry Leigh Hunt	And bring him in his turn the crowds that press Round Guido's saints or Titian's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Valentine's Song Robert Louis Stevenson	And let such men as hearken not thy voice Press freely up the road to truth, The King's highway of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Villonaud: Ballad Of The Gibbet Ezra Pound	And sense the teeth through the lips that press 'Gainst our lips for the soul's distress That striveth to ours across the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Virgin Whore EmaKwiny "Dr. Egrégio"	Press harder, The soft scream of my siren was never heard; Come here, armed with courage, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Winter Dream shakeepuddn	Could you ever press your brow to the cooling glass frosted...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman Waits For Me Walt Whitman	with slow rude muscle, I brace myself effectually--I listen to no entreaties, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman's Voice George William Russell	Which, when the serried hunters press, Makes terrible her wounded...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Word for the Hour John Greenleaf Whittier	Let us press The golden cluster on our brave old flag In closer union, and, if numbering less, Brighter...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Year. Sarah Chauncey Woolsey	We will press forward and will bear, Having this word to cheer the way: She, storm-tossed once, is safe...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Above the Battle Katharine Lee Bates	Commingled ghosts, they press like brothers through White, dove-winged portals, where one Father's face Atones their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Absence Mary Darby Robinson	When at the still and solemn hour of night, I press my lonely couch to find repose; Joyless I watch the pale moon's chilling light, Where thro'...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Across State lines Crush. Ronald Allen	our understanding catches up and when I go press resume I will be right in my place standing at point blank in your face and the icing on...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ad Lesbiam, Cat. Ep. 73 Richard Lovelace	such a wrong should press Me to love more, yet wish thee well much...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Adam: A Sacred Drama. Act 1. William Cowper	does thy bounty all its powers employ; What inexpressive good hast thou displayed! O Thou of sovereign love almighty source, Who knowest to make thy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Addiction Richard Groff	I look for my wine, But find only the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Aeschylos And Sophocles Walter Savage Landor	Whose is the hand that now is pressing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ah, Bleak And Barren Was The Moor William Makepeace Thackeray	They marked him as he onward press'd, With fainting heart and weary limb; Kind voices bade him turn and rest, And gentle...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ah, If You Knew Mathilde Blind	I watch and weep and wait for you, You'd press my heart close to your own Till love had healed me through and through, If you but...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
AIDS Farai Negomo	My heart bleeds to read in the press Innocent children are being left homeless Millions of deaths every year I can hardly...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Aien Aristeuein (Motto of St. Andrews University) Robert Fuller Murray	But, sharpened by the sight of one, Many shall press toward the goal, Thou running foremost of the throng, The fire of striving in thy breast, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Alas, My Brother! Margaret Dixon McDougall	No brother's hand will he in welcome press, Nor his hound's bay tell of his coming...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Alexander's Feast; Or, The Power Of Music. John Dryden	When he to fair Olympia press'd: And while he sought her snowy breast: Then, round her slender waist he curl'd, And stamp'd...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)