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The Strayed Reveller Matthew Arnold	The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through my soul! Thou standest, smiling Down on me! thy right arm, Lean'd up against the column there,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Suicide Edna St. Vincent Millay	me I know." Thus I to Life, and ceased; but through my brain My thought ran still, until I spake...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Swagless Swaggie Edward Harrington	They were a rough and ready lot, The bushmen gathered there, But every man was stricken dumb, To hear the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Tale of Roses Uzma Azim	When the wind blew rough it caused it to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Task: Book III. -- The Garden William Cowper	Or, when rough winter rages, on the soft And shelter’d Sofa, while the nitrous air Feeds a blue flame, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
THE TERRIBLE NIGHT Phil Roberts	Street folk living...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Test Katharine Tynan	-- I would not be smooth but rough Lest the smoother love should...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The theory of world Ekta Kumari	Challenging roads would be rough...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Three Guides Anne Brontë	That thou couldst safely steer Life's rough and devious pathway through Such guidance I should...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Tower William Butler Yeats	shears Clipped an insolent farmer's ears And brought them in a little covered dish. Some few remembered still when I was young A peasant girl...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
THE TRAGIC BEGINNING OF VICTORY Jaytalien	She has been riding on a rough road a road filed with thorns and prickles the prickles that prickled her feet every step...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Treasure is Worth the Hunt Doves	That I know the road ahead looks rough But the treasure is worth the hunt The bumps and the scratches shape you as a person ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Tree and The Orchid Syrelia	And yet you are never to rough, to demanding I am the orchid and I need you, I always did I wrap around and make secure,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Triumph Of Time Algernon Charles Swinburne	ver, dreams that are done. Though we seek life through, we shall surely find There is none of them clear to us now, not one. But clear are these...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Triumph of Time Algernon Charles Swinburne	ver, dreams that are done. Though we seek life through, we shall surely find There is none of them clear to us now, not one. But clear are these...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Triumphs Of Philamore And Amoret. To The Noblest Of Our Richard Lovelace	in a grave) Your beams could reach me through this vault of night, And canton the dark dungeon with light! Whence me (as gen'rous Spahys) you...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Triumphs Of Philamore And Amoret. To The Noblest Of Our Youth And Best Of Friends, Charles Cotton, Esquire. Being At Berisford, At His House In Straffordshire. From London. A Poem Richard Lovelace	in a grave) Your beams could reach me through this vault of night, And canton the dark dungeon with light! Whence me (as gen'rous Spahys) you...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Truant Dove, From Pilpay Charlotte Smith	Beneath a rock's rough base had torn; The cliff, like a vast castle wall, was steep By fretting rains in many a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Trucker Edward George Dyson	It is rough upon the tyro, that first tussle with the trucks— The wretched four, with worn,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Twins Robert Browning	Grand rough old Martin Luther Bloomed fables---flowers on furze, The better the uncouther: Do roses...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
the ultimate drkgbalakrishnan kandangath	His grey rough...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Under Rower Vernon F. McCarty	Broken rays of sunshine find their way through the cracks of wood overhead as my thoughts...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Vagabond Henry Lawson	The sailors say 'twill be rough to-night, As they fasten the hatches down, The south is black, and the bar is white, And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Village Blacksmith Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hands he wipes A tear out of his...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Vision Katharine Tynan	He smoothed the clay where it was rough, With his hard tender hand he drew As 'twere a quilt of silken stuff Between the sleeper and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)