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High waving heather 'neath stormy blasts bending Emily Jane Brontë	High waving heather 'neath stormy blasts bending, Midnight and moonlight and bright...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hugging the noble soul Bhawna	Her bending of whole to see the near truth gives patience and calmness to her vitality She has...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hull Corporation Pier Paul Judges	unexpected and unreceived visitor bending an ear at the unruly Humber as it bangs the seasick jetty like a death drum stopping the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hush, Promise Flo Estrada	Hell bending to its lashing and whips she holds tight to God Her hair is turning silver, oh she grows old...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hymn 136 Isaac Watts	Their lifted eyes salute the skies, Their bending knees the ground; But God abhors the sacrifice, Where not the heart is...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hymn I John Greenleaf Whittier	And clustered vine, and blossomed grain, Are bending round each cottage...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity John Milton	Stand fixt in stedfast gaze, Bending one way their pretious influence, And will not take their flight, For all the morning...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hymn To The Penates Robert Southey	The willow's bending boughs, at earliest dawn In the noon-tide hour, and when the night-mists rose, I have...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hymne à la Beauté (Hymn To Beauty) Charles Baudelaire	' The panting lover bending o'er his fair one Looks like a dying man caressing his own...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hyperion John Keats	Touch'd his wide shoulders, after bending low With reverence, though to one who knew it...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hyperion. Book I John Keats	Touch'd his wide shoulders, after bending low With reverence, though to one who knew it...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hypotheses Hypochondriacae Charles Kingsley	When on her grave swept by the moaning wind Bending the heather-bells-then would I come And watch by her, in silent loneliness, And smile upon...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I Hate The High Society Nikhil Parekh	High society was arrogantly deceitful; bending down like a obeisant snail in front of lambasting superpowers; whereas the Creator ruled every...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I Really, Truly And Shall Forever Love You Nikhil Parekh	obeisantly bending down to the religion of humanity; even centuries after the last breath of your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I Shall Return Claude McKay	That bathe the brown blades of the bending grasses, And realize once more my thousand dreams Of waters rushing down the mountain...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I Sing The Body Electric Walt Whitman	The bending forward and backward of rowers in row-boats--the horseman in his...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I Stood Tip-Toe Upon A Little Hill John Keats	To picture out the quaint, and curious bending Of a fresh woodland alley, never ending; Or by the bowery clefts, and leafy shelves, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I Think Agaba Witness	I think of it bending to kiss your lips Closing your eyes heels off the ground; I think of it composing our...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Idyll Johann Wolfgang von Goethe	Yes, they come; their course they're...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
If but a petal could not feel the fall... Roberto Suárez Torres	slopes green grass bending in meadows glad if at sunrise parched, bold need to sway, when still, tread thee paths...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
If Death Is Kind Sara Teasdale	And take these lanes to find the sea, and bending Breathe the same honeysuckle, low and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
If I should Cuss Lawrence S. Pertillar	He's the one bending...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
In honor of Albert Einstein John Gahan	Black holes and wormholes, bending light, Einstein's intellect shone with celestial...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
In Prison William Morris	Strangely and eerily Sounds the wind's song, Bending the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In the End Derrick Puente	That follows the self-loathing young Bending a line like a river To breathe the shores of your fame Fleeing the shallows to find out...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)