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A Calendar of Sonnets: September Helen Hunt Jackson	O Heart, remember, vintages are lost If grapes do not for freezing night-dews...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Corymbus For Autumn Francis Thompson	In tumbling clusters, like swarthy grapes, Round thy brow and thine ears o'ershaden; With the burning darkness of eyes like pansies,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Country God Edmund Blunden	Havocking the grapes ; and the eve-jar wind Spins, and the spattered leaves of the glen In mockery dance...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dirge Christina Georgina Rossetti	Or when grapes are green in the cluster, Or, at least, when lithe swallows muster For their far off...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dorset Idyl Francis Turner Palgrave	Where summer link'd to summer glows, Grapes ever ripe, and rose on rose; And all the wonders of thy tale --O greatest of the great--...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dream of Venice Ada Cambridge	From a small table, piled with purple grapes, And water-melon slices, pink and wet, And ripe, sweet figs, and golden apricots, New-laid...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Fruit Piece James Whitcomb Riley	In lush, lack-lustre clusterings, Great torpid grapes, all fattened through With moon and sunshine, shade and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Hearty Breakfast Nikhil Parekh	a cluster of hybrid grapes in minuscule baskets of cane, filled miniature soup bowls with clear paste of noodle and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Masque Of The Seasons James Whitcomb Riley	Apples of ruby, and pears of gold, And grapes of blue That the bee stings...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet XXI Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	And here in vineyards, ripe With sweet white grapes, I will sit down and read Once more the loves of Rousseau, till I wipe My eyes in tenderness...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Nightmare William Schwenck Gilbert	From the greengrocer tree you get grapes and green pea, cauliflower, pineapple, and cranberries, While the pastry-cook plant...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Postcard From The Volcano Wallace Stevens	And that in autumn, when the grapes Made sharp air sharper by their smell These had a being, breathing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Public Dinner. Thomas Hood	Pine-apple, and bunches Of grapes for sweet munches, And fruits of all virtue That really desert you; You've nuts, but not...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Song for Merry Harvest Eliza Cook	soul that loves the bowl may see the dark grapes shine, And gems of melting ruby deck the ringlets of the vine; Who prizes more the foaming ale...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Thought From The Rhine Charles Kingsley	Were trim with grapes which swelled from hour to hour, And tossed their golden tendrils to the sun For joy at their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Visit To The Asylum Edna St. Vincent Millay	With shears so sharp and neat, They brought me grapes and plums and pears And pretty cakes to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A War Song Of Tyrol Silas Weir Mitchell	'The grapes were ripe in August Wherewith my beak is red; The vines that gave that vintage No other...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman's Silent Pain Anicia Marquis	Did I forget to mention that I never ate grapes until I met...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Achan Henry Kendall	And suck the cool grapes that are growing in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
almost black Masaoka Shiki	purple ripe...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
AMERICAN RHAPSODY: ONE NATION UNDER...GOD? Barry Green Jr	Choose you this day whom we serve The grapes of Wrath are pressed Redemption our souls preserve Then we know America God has blessed ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Acrostic. Mary Ann H T Bigelow	Rich clusters of grapes from the thorn; Look for figs upon thistles, when seeking for food, Or bread from the cold...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Experiment In Translation Alfred Austin	And the grapes ripen on the warm dry...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Ode to Master Endymion Porter, Upon His Brother's Death Robert Herrick	Thanks to the gen'rous vine Invites fresh grapes to fill his press with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
anagotadavita (in the garden of eden) Secretina	the hemlock is your fury and the grapes--they are your grace in the moment I existed I was blessed to see your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)