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The Plea Of The Midsummer Fairies Thomas Hood	Like those famed gardens of Boccaccio, Planted with his own laurels evergreen, And roses that for endless summer...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Prairies William Cullen Bryant	These are the gardens of the Desert, these The unshorn...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Praise of Pindar in Imitation of Horace His Second Ode, Book 4 Abraham Cowley	About the trees' new-blossomed heads, About the gardens' painted beds, About the fields and flowery meads, And all inferior beauteous things, Like...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The queens and kings of the Vallance Gardens (where W. G. Sebald and Stephen Watts walked so much) Carlos Oliveira Santos	On this Vallance Gardens where there's no titles / Under this great sky always raining / Children are passing by...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Realms of Nature Sarbajit Roy	Gardens laid out in splendor where every flower smiles, Shining with the sun's rays , which every...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Rebel Hilaire Belloc	And plough their gardens deep and through— And all these things I mean to do For fear perhaps my little son Should...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Red Ridges LXIV Tochukwu Esq	See our gardens full of carrots, onions and lettuce See our airports growing heads and tails of goodness We...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Rise of Lina in Love Heinrich DeSogendal	Oh gardens of rolyal...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The River Song Ezra Pound	nightingales, For the gardens at Jo-run are full of new nightingales, Their sound is mixed in this flute, Their voice is in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Roads Also Wilfred Owen	In the gardens unborn child-souls wail, And the dead scribble on...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Ruines of Time Edmund Spenser	Sure gates, sweete gardens, stately galleries, Wrought with faire pillours and fine imageries All those (Ã´ pitie) now...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Seed Market Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi	your one rose you can buy hundreds of rose...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Seed-Shop Muriel Stuart	Meadows and gardens running through my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Shepherd's Week (excerpt) John Gay	Fair is the gillyflow'r, of gardens sweet, Fair is the marigold, for pottage...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Shepherd's Week : Monday; or the Squabble John Gay	Fair is the gillyflow'r, of gardens sweet, Fair is the marigold, for pottage...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Shepherdess Of The Arno Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon	One of those whom God culls early for His gardens bright above; And the hand of sickness touched her till she faded day by day, And to Our...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Shepherds Calendar - April John Clare	As dropt by fairey...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Shore of Loch Erne Brian Clifton	In the gardens, one perfect evening as they danced beneath the stars he pulled her in even closer still ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The silent disciple (Part-5/5) Hakikur Rahman	were singing across all gardens flowers bloomed throughout the horizon rivers flowed towards the ocean and the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Song Of Gracia George Essex Evans	Where grows the tree of fadeless Truth In gardens of Immortal Youth, Eternal...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Song of the Darling River Henry Lawson	`And cool, green forests and gardens ever' -- Oh, this is the hymn of the Darling...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Spanish Page, or, The City's Ransom Letitia Elizabeth Landon	And rosy the pomegranates of the gardens in its...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Sparrow Subhash Chand	No gardens, plants and trees Left for you to alight and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
THE TAXMAN COMETH Phil Roberts	He taxes our gardens All our flowers and trees, Pretty soon he'll be taxing The birds and the bees; Yes he'll tax...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Telephone Harriet Monroe	If thus it windows gardens far away, Groves inaccessible whence voices come That soft in the ear call where we may not...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)