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The Crossing of a Luxurious Bridge Together Heather M Berkshire	There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Cry of the Dreamer John Boyle O'Reilly	I would fly to the woods' low rustle And the meadows' kindly...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Cry Of The Heart Nikhil Parekh	trumpeting elephants insatiably marauded the meadows; left; right and rampant...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dance Paul Laurence Dunbar	Corners are draughty and meadows are white, This is the game for a winter's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Day Of The Daughter Of Hades George Meredith	In the higher rock-hollows updrawn, Leaves meadows to bud, and he spied, By light throwing shallow shade, Between the beam and the gloom,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Day's March Robert Nichols	There, over unknown meadows Which we must reach at last, Day and night thunders A black and chilly...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Days Gone By James Whitcomb Riley	As he piped across the meadows sweet as any nightingale; When the bloom was on the clover, and the blue was in the sky, And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dead Kings Francis Ledwidge	In honey meadows birds are...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dean’s Reasons For Not Building At Drapier’s-Hill Jonathan Swift	To spoil his work, and work by halves; His meadows may be dug by swine, It shall be no concern of mine; For why should I continue still To serve...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Death Of The First Born Paul Laurence Dunbar	When meadows and fields were...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Death of the Flowers William Cullen Bryant	Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Deer-Star (A Paiute Legend) Mary Austin	When he comes by the morning meadows where the young of the red deer hide; He fares him forth to the hunting while the deer and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Discontented Daffodils. (Prose) Michael Fairless	They went singing and dancing over the meadows in the soft afternoon sunshine, and thought how wise and clever they were to be girls instead...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dole Of Jarl Thorkell John Greenleaf Whittier	'He loves the grass-green meadows, The grazing kine's sweet breath; He loathes your bloody Horg-stones, Your gifts that smell...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Double-Headed Snake of Newbury John Greenleaf Whittier	In Byfield Meadows, on Pipestave...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dreamer on the Sea-shore Louisa Stuart Costello	And streams over emerald meadows run, That whisper in melody as they...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dreamers William Wilfred Campbell	Between the woodlands and the meadows; We are the ghosted leaves, wind-blown Across the gust-light and the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Drovers John Greenleaf Whittier	The crop of saw-grass...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The duck Roberto Suárez Torres	circles found in meadows and lakes where ducks...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dying Summer Javid Ahmad Tak	Its typical breezy prancing through the hills and meadows, Everything that you look at looks like the grief of million widows, The grass blades...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Evenlode Hilaire Belloc	The tender Evenlode that makes Her meadows hush to hear the sound Of waters mingling in the brakes, And binds my heart to English...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Fall of Reverie Katie Odell	And the flowers which wilt, and the meadows that...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Faun Sees Snow for the First Time Richard Aldington	Of the meadows, where the stream Runs black through shining banks Of bluish...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Field Daisy Ann Taylor	Always coming with the spring; In the meadows green I'm found, Peeping just above the ground, And my stalk is cover'd flat With a white...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Flame Of Truth Nikhil Parekh	even an infinitesimal speck of it on the meadows of this convivially bonding...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)