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Viii Elizabeth Barrett Browning	What can I give thee back, O liberal And princely giver, who hast brought the gold And purple of thine heart, unstained, untold, And laid them on the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Man Young And Old: VIII. Summer And Spring William Butler Yeats	We sat under an old thorn-tree And talked away the night, Told all that had been said or done Since first we saw the light, And when we talked of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet VIII Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	I will sit down awhile in dalliance With my dead life, and dream that it is young. My earliest memories have their home in France, The chestnut woods...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman’s Sonnets: VIII Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	I sue thee not for pity on my case. If I have sinned, the judgment has begun. My joy was but one day of all the days, And clouds have blotted it and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy VIII. He Describes His Early Love of Poetry, and Its Consequences William Shenstone	To Mr. Graves,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy VIII: The Comparison John Donne	As the sweet sweat of roses in a still, As that which from chafed musk-cats' pores doth trill, As the almighty balm of th' early East, Such are the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: VIII Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	It was a booth no larger than the rest, No loftier fashioned and no more sublime, As poor a shrine as ever youth possessed In which to worship truth...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Falling Hail (Part VIII) Luke A, Fink	How is this The time is anew But another dream Of this hideous crew They are falling From out of the sky Hitting the earth Bewildered I sigh The...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Final fantasy viii Muzz	I was 16 and she was around the same seducing me with pixels inside a game. In our first meeting her dress was too high showing this nerdy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Fragments Of Ancient Poetry, Fragment VIII James Macpherson	By the side of a rock on the hill, beneath the aged trees, old Oscian sat on the moss; the last of the race of Fingal. Sightless are his aged eyes;...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Haiku VIII Corneigh Hoff	butterfly praying on my moonlit wall shedding...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hermann And Dorothea - VIII. Melpomene Johann Wolfgang von Goethe	HERMANN AND...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet VIII: If Faithful Souls Be Alike Glorified John Donne	If faithful souls be alike glorified As angels, then my fathers soul doth see, And adds this even to full felicity, That valiantly I hells wide mouth...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet VIII: If Faithfull Soules John Donne	If faithfull soules be alike glorifi'd As Angels, then my fathers soul doth see, And adds this even to full felecitie, That valiantly I hels wide...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Homage To Sextus Propertius - VIII Ezra Pound	Jove, be merciful to that unfortunate woman Or an ornamental death will be held to your debit, The time is come, the air heaves in torridity, The dry...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hymn VIII: What Could Your Redeemer Do Charles Wesley	What could your Redeemer do More than he hath done for you? To procure your peace with God, Could he more than shed his blood? After all his waste of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hymn VIII: What Could Your Redeemer Do John Wesley	What could your Redeemer do More than he hath done for you? To procure your peace with God, Could he more than shed his blood? After all his waste of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In The Garden VIII: Later Autumn Edward Dowden	THIS is the year's despair: some wind last night Utter'd too soon the irrevocable word, And the leaves heard it, and the low clouds heard; So a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Inscriptions: VIII: Ye Powers Unseen Mark Akenside	Ye powers unseen, to whom, the bards of Greece Erected altars; ye who to the mind More lofty views unfold, and prompt the heart With more divine...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Intro to Chapter VIII. Campaign of 1782 Joseph Plumb Martin	A man with morbid pains opress'd Who feels the nightmare in his breast; Rejoices when the pressure's o'er, And the distress is felt no more: So...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Introit : VIII. The Golden Joy Thomas MacDonagh	What has the poet but a glorious phrase And the heart's wisdom? -- Oh, a Joy of gold! A Joy to mint and squander on the Kind,-- Pure gold coined...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Joy and Sorrow chapter VIII Khalil Gibran	Then a woman said, "Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow." And he answered: Your joy is your sorrow...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lament VIII Jan Kochanowski	Thou hast made all the house an empty thing, Dear Ursula, by this thy vanishing. Though we are here, 'tis yet a vacant place, One little soul had...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Letter VIII. From The Gander To The Turkey-Cock. (The Bird And Insects' Post-Office.) Robert Bloomfield	(CHARLES BLOOMFIELD.) Old friend, you certainly have merit; You really are a bird of spirit. I'm quite surprised, I must confess; I did not...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lover's Gifts VIII: There Is Room for You Rabindranath Tagore	There is room for you. You are alone with your few sheaves of rice. My boat is crowded, it is heavily laden, but how can I turn you away? Your young...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)