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A Rallying Song Marcus Mosiah Garvey	Good men of might will worship God And bless the heaving...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Reading Of Life--With The Persuader George Meredith	And bids believe that image, heaving warm, Is lost to float like torch-smoke after flame; The phantom any breeze blows out of form;...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Swimmer's Dream Algernon Charles Swinburne	Feel as in slumber beneath them heaving Soothes the sense as to slumber, leaving Sense of nought that was known of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Vision Out West Barcroft Boake	And yet whose billows seem to be for ever heaving toward the west The tiny fieldmice make their nests, the summer insects buzz and hum ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Vision Out West Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake	And yet whose billows seem to be for ever heaving toward the west The tiny fieldmice make their nests, the summer insects buzz and hum Among...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
After Cawnpore Francis Turner Palgrave	past; The fort that was no fort, The deep dark-heaving flood Of foes that broke in blood On our devoted camp, victims of fiendish sport; From that last...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
After We die. Nikhil Parekh	separating our compassionately heaving chests; perennially bonded in a meadow of eternally unshakable...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Again, Human Sunshine Glenn Marchand	derbrush, a woman’s measure, consciousness, sweet heaving, more courage; myriad chills, sitting stillness, to have seen a feeling: acrylic, glitter,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Al Aaraaf Edgar Allan Poe	Heaving her white breast to the balmy air, Like guilty beauty, chasten'd and more...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Al Aaraaf: Part 01 Edgar Allan Poe	Repenting follies that full long have Red, Heaving her white breast to the balmy air, Like guilty beauty, chasten'd and more fair: Nyctanthes too,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Al Aaraaf: Part 2 Edgar Allan Poe	Had burst beneath the heaving of her...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Alexander's Feast; Or, The Power Of Music John Dryden	- Thus, long ago, Ere heaving bellows learned to blow, While organs yet were mute, Timotheus, to his breathing flute...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Alexander's Feast; Or, The Power Of Music. John Dryden	Thus, long ago, Ere heaving bellows learn'd to blow, While organs yet were mute; Timotheus, to his breathing flute,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Alexis And Dora Johann Wolfgang von Goethe	While the anchor they weigh, heaving it up from the sand; Come, Alexis, oh...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
All alone Humera khan	She lays in her bed, heaving with sighs and silent...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Amours de Voyage, Canto III Arthur Hugh Clough	Standing, uplifted, alone on the heaving poop of the vessel, Looking around on the waste of the rushing incurious billows, 'This...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Indian Mother About to Destroy Her Child James Montgomery	fell Flat on the heaving heap, and crush'd it down With the whole burden of her grief, exclaiming, 'Oh, that my mother...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Ode To Ethiopia Edward Smyth Jones	And bade the tyrant Spaniard's heaving heart to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Old Man To His Sleeping Young Bride Ella Wheeler Wilcox	Those heaving breasts, like undulating billows, Whose dangers or delights but Love can...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Another Grace For A Child Robert Herrick	Heaving up my either hand; Cold as paddocks though...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
As I Walk These Broad, Majestic Days Walt Whitman	moving--and grander heaving in sight; They stand for realities--all is as it should...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Atlantis Gordon Bottomley	Among the quieting of its heaving...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Barb-Wire Bill Robert William Service	From shore to shore we heard the roar the heaving ice-floes make, And loud we laughed, and launched our raft, and followed in their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Beast and Man in India Rudyard Kipling	The black bulk heaving where the oxen pant, The bowed head toiling where the guns careen, Declare our might--our...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Beautiful Changes Kassandra M. Konecny	And I won’t be grieving, My shoulders won’t be heaving, Because I’ve stopped...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)