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Horace iii. 13 Eugene Field	The sacrifice I owe; A sportive kid with budding horns I have, whose crimson blood Anon shall dye and sanctify Thy cool and babbling...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
How still, how happy! Emily Jane Brontë	I could think in the withered grass Spring's budding wreaths we might discern; The violet's eye might shyly flash And young leaves shoot among the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
How they segregate ! Asim Nehal	To a budding politician they teach the art of political science and how to lure innocent people for...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hymn Of The Convalescent. Susanna Moodie	Borne far on echo's spreading wing Stirs all the budding trees-- Again I catch the cuckoo's note That faintly murmurs near, The mingled melodies...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Immortal Bonding Nikhil Parekh	Those freshly budding crusts of her teeth might seem too nimbly unwarranted for the world to comprehend;...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In a Spring Grove William Allingham	Pallid and sweet round every budding thorn, Gray ash, and beech with rusty leaves...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In April Dollie Radford	As you go by, In every budding place where blossoms start, April would...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In Drear-Nighted December John Keats	Nor frozen thawings glue them From budding at the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In Horto Rev. J. Still, William Lisle Bowles	With many a budding rose: the shrubs all ring To the birds' warblings, and by fits the air Whispers amid the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In Memoriam Ralph Waldo Emerson	With shining gifts that took all eyes, With budding power in college-halls, As pledged in coming days to forge Weapons to guard the State, or...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
INCARNATION OF LIGHT Norbert Tasev	Let us peel off the redeeming Universe with budding kisses from each other if we can while our bodies yearn...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Infatuation Nikhil Parekh	Your freshly budding crusts of immaculately clattering teeth; had infatuated my pathetically gloomy lips; to such...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Inspired By Debra D. Gamble	Passions budding to full...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
It had To Happen Robert Friedberg	The Earth was a sapling Budding and mapping Oceans started dabbling Beasts wings and arms...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
It was an April morning: fresh and clear William Wordsworth	The budding groves seemed eager to urge on The steps of June; as if their various hues Were only...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Jones M.P. Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis	For the laudable admiration of this budding politician, Who with zeal to serve his bleeding country burned, Was to make a reputation as...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Joy To The Followers of The Lord Anna Laetitia Barbauld	budding flower, Struggling with snows and storm and shower, And waits the moment to expand,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lament III Jan Kochanowski	was nothing, nothing in them meet For thy swift-budding reason, that foretold Virtues the future years would yet unfold. Thy words, thy archness, every...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lament of Mary, Queen of Scots, On the Approach of Spring Robert Burns	The primrose down the brae; The hawthorn's budding in the glen, And milk-white is the slae: The meanest hind in fair Scotland May rove...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lament V Jan Kochanowski	Beneath its orchard elders' shady rows, No budding leaf as yet, no branching limb, Only a rod uprising, virgin-slim - Then if the busy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Last Saturday Lindsay Erin Hannah	again in foreign lands reality budding (blue) like lilacs say hello...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lawrence, my son Lawrence H. Pfaff	A son is but a budding seedling which from the father tree it...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Leonora Dinah Maria Mulock Craik	All the leaves are budding, sure, All the primroses are springing, All the birds begin their singing-- 'T is...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lines Written In Early Spring William Wordsworth	The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
London Roses Willa Sibert Cather	West End, East End, wondrously budding and blooming Out of the black earth, rubbed in a million hands, Foot-trod, sweat-sour over...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)