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Despondency -- An Ode Robert Burns	Meet ev'ry sad returning night, And joyless morn the same; You, bustling, and justling, Forget each grief and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Dion William Wordsworth	As, through the abysses of a joyless heart, The heaviest plummet of despair can go-- But whence that sudden...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy XXI. Taking a View of the Country From His Retirement William Shenstone	Bleak, joyless...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy XXIV. He Takes Occasion, From the Fate of Eleanor of Bretagne William Shenstone	All joyless to the greenest fields...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy, Written In The Year 1758 James Beattie	Brightens the joyless aspect, and supplies Pure heavenly lustre to the languid eyes; But when Youth's living...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Even As A Dragon’s Eye That Feels The Stress William Wordsworth	Yet, round the body of that joyless Thing Which sends so far its melancholy light, Perhaps are seated in domestic ring A gay...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Father Abe Francis William Lauderdale Adams	Are these joyless toilers...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
February Thomas Chatterton	joyless the descriptive theme, When sorrow on the writer's quiet preys And like a mouse in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
fragment: "To the Moon" Percy Bysshe Shelley	And ever changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
From Love to Friendship Voltaire	Will you forever from me fly, And must I joyless, friendless...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
From The Prometheus Vinctus Of Aeschylus George Gordon Lord Byron	How different now thy joyless fate, Since first Hesione thy bride, When placed aloft in godlike state, The blushing beauty...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Healthy Labour. Robert Crawford	For lack of which the clammy sinew is A joyless power, and, like a hopeless heart, Throbs to a sickly...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hymns From The French Of Lamartine John Greenleaf Whittier	Up from the cold and joyless earth, Back to the God who bade them flow, Whose moving spirit sent them...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I am Legion Brady Bowen	killing thing; the cold predation of men joyless as it poises on the lip of my spirit watching mute and maudlin for blood-jewels ...	Rate it (5.00 / 2 votes)
In A Season Of Bereavement. Eliza Paul Kirkbride Gurney	That herald of delight to me Is joyless now, for "Where is...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In April Dollie Radford	And through them joyless pass, In all the love that drops from April's sky, Must I go loveless...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 72. Risest thou thus, dim dawn, again Alfred Lord Tennyson	Touch thy dull goal of joyless gray, And hide thy shame beneath the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Julia, or the Convent of St. Claire Amelia Opie	And hearts in joyless durance bound, Which sighed for kindred hearts in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Last Stanzas of the Bush Bernard O'Dowd	These sordid farms and joyless factories, Mephitic mines and lanes of pallid...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Letter IV. From A Young Nightingale To A Wren. (The Bird And Insects' Post-Office.) Robert Bloomfield	many a long And joyless year have I, As thou to-day, put forth my song Beneath a wintry...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lewti, Or The Circassian Love-Chaunt Samuel Taylor Coleridge	Ever fading more and more, To joyless regions of the sky-- And now 'tis whiter than...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lines Composed A Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey William Wordsworth	In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Look Now On That Adventurer Who Hath Paid William Wordsworth	O joyless power that stands by lawless...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lost Diamond Silver Writes	Timeless days Hourless clocks Joyless Memories Everywhere hotter Everyone Sadder Everything Harder Everyday Slower Stuck in a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Mary Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton	Dark are my joyless days--and thou-- Dost thou too dream, and dreaming...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)