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Prayer for my daughter W. B Yeats	O may she live like some green laurel Rooted in one dear perpetual...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
PULLABLE TORSO DOLLS Norbert Tasev	and knows that there is a more real, valuable laurel for him here It never...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Pytheas Henry Kendall	Leaves of laurel, lights of music—these and these have never shed Glory on the name unheard of, lustre on...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Recollections Count Giacomo Leopardi	Than fame, or laurel, or the light of day, Or breath of life: thus uselessly, without One joy, I lose thee, in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Revisited John Greenleaf Whittier	Under thy banks of laurel bloom; Softly and sweet, as the hour beseemeth, Sing us the songs of peace and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Robert Browning Henry Van Dyke	Through all the world, -- the poets laurel-crowned With wreaths from which the autumn takes no...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Safety-Clutch Ambrose Bierce	And despise to wear a laurel As was gotten by...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sapphics Algernon Charles Swinburne	None endured the sound of her song for weeping; Laurel by...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Seven bengs of light Joseph Berolo	glorious names of light: Rich, Laurel, Michael, Kalpana, Ilan, David, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Shakespeare Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	And, crowned with sacred laurel at their fount, Placed him as Musagetes on their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Shelley's Centenary William Watson	He, first, his earliest wreath who wove Of laurel grown in Latmian grove, Conquered by pain and hapless love Found calmer home, Roofed by the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sir Robert Peel Letitia Elizabeth Landon	Glorious and stately the ever-growing laurel, Flinging back the summer sunshine, defying winter’s snow, Yet its bright history has...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sir Walter Scott Letitia Elizabeth Landon	may bid the laurel wave— We can but weep above thy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sleep And Poetry John Keats	To see the laurel wreath, on high suspended, That is to crown our name when life is...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Soldier Going To The War Richard Le Gallienne	Who shall bind your sunburnt brow With the laurel of the hero, Soldier, soldier--vow for...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song Francis Scott Key	Where, mixed with the olive, the laurel shall wave, And form a bright wreath for the brows of the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song II Christina Georgina Rossetti	And laurel for the perfect prime; But pluck an ivy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song IV Christina Georgina Rossetti	And laurel for the perfect prime; But pluck an ivy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song Of Renunciation, A Owen Seaman	Is dead and its echoes are dead; Then the laurel shall lie on the crumpet And crown of my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song Of The Chattahoochee Sidney Lanier	The laving laurel turned my tide, The ferns and the fondling grass said `Stay,' The dewberry dipped for to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet 90: Stella, Think Not That I Sir Philip Sidney	A nest for praise in my young laurel tree: In truth I swear, I wish not there should be Grav'd in mine epitaph a poet's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet III. Canzone. (Translated From Milton) William Cowper	Rivers on whose grassy sides Her deathless laurel-leaf with which to bind Thy flowing locks, already Fame provides; Why then this burthen,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet LIX: Love's Last Gift Dante Gabriel Rossetti	Only this laurel dreads no winter days: Take my last gift; thy heart hath sung my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XIX. To Mr. Haley, Charlotte Smith	The laurel wreath Serena's poet won, Which, woven with myrtles by the hands of Taste, The Muse decreed...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet XLVII: In Pride of Wit Michael Drayton	I in the circuit for the laurel strove, Where the full praise, I freely must confess, In heat of blood a modest mind might...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)