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Francis Makemie Henry Van Dyke	Stand here, grey stone, and consecrate the sod Where rests this brave Scotch-Irish man of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Freedom Richard Groff	And trotting around on His holy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
From Shadow Duncan Campbell Scott	Goes under the sod: The good lives here in the world; It persists,-- it is...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
From the Persian of Hafiz II Ralph Waldo Emerson	Who dear to God on earthly sod No corn-grain plants, The same is glad that life is had, Though corn he...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ghosts Robert William Service	The floor sagged to the sod below, The walls caved crazily; We only heard the wind of woe Where once was glow and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ghosts Of A Lunatic Asylum Stephen Vincent Benet	- Chilly the grave-smell comes from the turned sod - Come - lift the curtain - and be cold before The silence of the eight men who were...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ghosts of a Lunatic Asylum Stephen Vincent Benet	-- Chilly the grave-smell comes from the turned sod -- Come -- lift the curtain -- and be cold before The silence of the eight men who were...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
God's Garden Dorothy Frances Blomfield Gurney	With their shade and their sun-flecked sod And their lilies and bowers of roses, Were laid by the hand of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
God's-Acre Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	With thy rude ploughahare, Death, turn up the sod, And spread the furrow for the seed we sow; This is the field and Acre of our God, This is...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
God’s Acre Conrad Potter Aiken	She clips and clips, kneeling against the sod, Holding the world between her two knees, pondering Downward, as if her thought, like men...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Gone With A Handsomer Man. William McKendree Carleton	But I'll never break sod again till I get the lay of the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Gone With A Handsomer Man. Will Carleton	But I'll never break sod again till I get the lay of the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Good-bye, and Keep Cold Robert Frost	Its heart sinks lower under the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Grass From The Battle-Field Sydney Thompson Dobell	thy sod The round stroke of a charger's heel With echoing thunder...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Harvest time Emily Pauline Johnson	And brown her cheeks as the prairie sod; Purple her eyes as the mists that dream At the edge of some laggard sun-drowned...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Harvests Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon	Do those harvests vast enrich the sod, For all may the sickle wield; The first in proud ambition’s race, The last in talent, power...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
He didn'T understand Alan Parry-Booth	I’m sure he had it planned The poor old sod just cut his throat HE DIDN’T...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Heads In The Street Mario William Vitale	As you travel each day in this earthly sod Can't even cope when Society...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Heavenly Feminism Christopher Commodore	Shaped not from ordinary sod But molded right from Adam’s rib With assets never wan nor glib Your spirit typifies the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Heel of my Fathers Boot Colin Wilson	All his life in rain, Sun, soil, snow and sod His boots stuck him To the ground And growing up I looked around To stand in his boots ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Heel of my Fathers Boot Colin Wilson	All his life in rain, Sun, soil, snow and sod His boots stuck him To the ground And growing up I looked around To stand in his boots ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Her Immortality Thomas Hardy	Upon the heated sod: It seemed as if my body pressed The very ground she...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Highland Mary Robert Burns	Now green's the sod, and cauld's the clay, That wraps my Highland...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hippodromania; Or, Whiffs From The Pipe Adam Lindsay Gordon	O'er the sod where Lantern sleeps, Though the turf is green on Fisherman's grave, The stable its prestige...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Honor Among Scamps Vachel Lindsay	She makes a throne of sod beside our...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)