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A Discontented Sugar Broker William Schwenck Gilbert	The finger of unswerving Fate, He laboured still To work his will, And kicked away like...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Journey of life L D Bossons	And as I toiled and laboured, I eventually did succeeded, and I did...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Literature Lesson. Sir Patrick Spens in the Eighteenth Century Manner Sir Walter Raleigh	Fierce from his breast the laboured utterance broke; ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Little Te Deum Of The Commonplace. A Fragment William Arthur Dunkerley	For labour's high ennoblement through Him, Who laboured with His hands for daily bread; For Lazarus, Mary, Martha, Magdalene, For Nazareth and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Photograph Shirley Toulson	Both Wry with the laboured ease of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Poetical Epistle To Lady Austen William Cowper	Which, couched in prose, they will not hear; Who laboured hard to allure and draw The loiterers I never saw, Should feel that itching and that tingling...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Song Of Success Robert William Service	Have we laboured too...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Woman in Hospital Fay Inchfawn	I laboured day by day In the same dogged way That you have tackled household...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Wren's Nest William Wordsworth	And seldom needs a laboured roof; Yet is it to the fiercest sun Impervious, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ah Ling, The Leper Edward George Dyson	Ah Ling laboured on, for pleasure spread no lures that tempted...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Alsace-Lorraine George Meredith	Laboured mounds that a foot or a wanton stick may subvert; Homely are they for a lowly look on...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Epitaph for a Husbandman Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts	Busy and blithe and bold He laboured for the morrow, -- The plough his hands would hold Rusts in the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Evening Dream Sydney Thompson Dobell	All the night that now is past, the foe hath laboured for the day, Creeping thro' the stealthy dark, like a tiger to his...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An object of memory. Heather Lydia Thornhill	Laboured long over time A memory was laid down ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Annie Protheroe. A Legend of Stratford-le-Bow William Schwenck Gilbert	In busy times he laboured at his gentle craft all day - "No doubt you mean his Cal-craft," you amusingly will say - But,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Arabian Nights' Entertainments - To Elizabeth Robins Pennell William Ernest Henley	Of life that lived and laboured; and Romance, The Angel-Playmate, raining down His golden influences On all I saw, and all...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
As Dies The Year Alfred Austin	Chestnut, and mast, and acorn brown; For you he laboured, so pay the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ballade Of Sleep Andrew Lang	Of all thy slaves below I most have laboured With service sung and said; Have cull'd such buds as blow, Soft poppies white and red, Where...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Blatant liars Modern sibanda	Tell them, you have laboured to master this...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Bob Henry Kendall	Found in the fathers of old, Laboured in alley and street— Baby slept out in the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Book Twelfth [Imagination And Taste, How Impaired And Restored ] William Wordsworth	Zealously laboured to cut off my heart From all the sources of her former strength; And as, by simple waving of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Boy And the Angel, The Robert Browning	Hard he laboured, long and well; O'er his work the boy's curls...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - Canto The Second. George Gordon Byron	Restore what time hath laboured to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Christ Crucified Ella Wheeler Wilcox	And just behind me laboured one whose patient face was...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Conference Between Christ, The Saints, And The Soul Christina Georgina Rossetti	I have spent yet nothing bought, Have laboured but not attained; My pride strove to rise and grow, And hath but dwindled down; My love...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)