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Winter-Night Meditations. Patrick Bronte	And write the deed in lines of gold; There, if a fruit of Faith's fair tree, To shine throughout eternity, In honour of that Sovereign dread, Who had...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Winter: My Secret Christina Georgina Rossetti	When drowsy birds sing less and less, And golden fruit is ripening to excess, If there's not too much sun nor too much cloud, And the warm wind...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Winter: My Secret Christina Rossetti	When drowsy birds sing less and less, And golden fruit is ripening to excess, If there's not too much sun nor too much cloud, And the warm wind...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Wisdom Brings Happiness Richard Newton Sherrer	And will bless them with ripen fruit; While growing its branches unfold, Underground will deepen the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Wish like a falling star Nishwa Syed	Every stem wishes to bear a fruit from a flower But they know not, Not every tree produces Maple syrup from its fruits Every...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
With a Copy of Shakespeare's Sonnets on Leaving College Alan Seeger	If any ask what fruit seems loveliest, What lasting gold among the garnered ears, -- Ah, then I'll say what hours...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
With Mess E. M. Duffy	I’ll take the fruit that bears a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
With The Blessings Of Almighty God Nikhil Parekh	munched through a conglomerate of tantalizing fruit; sitting beside the rambunctiously quacking ducks in the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
With The Quandongs Roderic Quinn	With the quandong fruit...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Without soul body is clay Amir Samji	don't want thoughts to burn Fruit after fruit readily available; happy to have...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Woman James E. Spurgeon Jr.	But do you realize they both came together A fruit-bearing tree whose seed is in itself An unknown variable in an equation which has an answer...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Woman Scorned Maria Cecilia Willhelm	The bitter tasting fruit you sow will soon be your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Words Muriel Stuart	To slake the amorous lips of love with fruit, Dripping with honey, and with syrups drowsed To draw bee-murmurs from the dreaming lute-...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Work chapter VII Khalil Gibran	joy, even as if your beloved were to eat the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Worry is total waste of time Amir Samji	Soon efforts bring fruit to have peace of mind Just contemplate; what you want you will find Despondency is sin; toward...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Wortermelon Time James Whitcomb Riley	I want to say to you theyr the best fruit that...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Would You Ever Believe Nikhil Parekh	Would you ever believe if I called a fruit of succulent coconut; as a dead mans morbid...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Written Before Re-Reading King Lear John Keats	The bitter-sweet of this Shakespearian...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Yardley Oak William Cowper	Of thickest shades, like Adam after taste Of fruit proscribed, as to a refuge,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ye Olde Victorian Tea Shoppe Victor Gatenby	I had made order for a delightful fruit scone, freshly buttered with clotted cream, strawberry conserve and a refreshing pot of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ye Wives Who Scold & Fishes Sell Thomas Parnell	Or sing sell your fruit, I want a wondrous thing to tell, Then (if you can) be...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Yellow is not a color Christopher bonass	And later expect the fruit of labor The labor of your fruit will be your shadow and your neighbor Blurry reflections...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Yet Again You Know Me	But what inspired him was the sweet tastes of fruit wine, he needed to Tastes and refrigerate for both evening company and tommorrows...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
You Xavier Lambert	I won’t eat from the tree Because all that fruit will bring me is your god-damn misery You'll realize I stand ready to catch Whatever...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
You are my life Walid Abdallah	O’er the burning desert which grew a thousand fruit All just to impress you, my dear From you I am learning what hurts, and fulfills --- In...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)