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Solomon on the Vanity of the World, A Poem. In Three Books. - Knowledge. Book I. Matthew Prior	Of Lebanon nodding supremely tall, To creeping moss, and hyssop on the wall; Yet just and conscious to myself, I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sometimes Nandawula Regine Kabali-Kagwa (NRK-K)	But I stay rooted Consistently like the nodding of the hour hand As sturdy as the alignment of the 12 soldiers That remain in their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sometimes sweeter sometime bitter. Brijmohansajal	Formed by good...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song Amy Lowell	To be a flower Nodding in the sun, Bending, then upspringing As...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song, by a Person of Quality Alexander Pope	Mild Arcadians, ever blooming, Nightly nodding o'er your Flocks, See my weary Days consuming, All beneath yon flow'ry...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Songs In A Cornfield Christina Georgina Rossetti	Then listless Marian raised her head Among the nodding sheaves; Her voice was sweeter than that voice; She sang like one who grieves: Her voice...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sonnet Frederick William (FW) Harvey	Heeding no Present, to the Future dead, Nodding quite foolish by the warm fireside And seeing no flame, but only in the red And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Spear Thistle John Clare	The little strawy bents and nodding flowers, There the huge thistle, spurred with many thorns, The suncrackt upland's russet...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Spiritual Masturbation – Who is left in the room, a Monk or a Gangster ? (a journey of awakening) Anup Dutta	Unknown Man (Nodding and now started thinking): Who are you...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sport In The Meadows John Clare	Are all abouten shining here and there, Nodding about their gold and yellow locks Like morts of folken flocking at a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sticks and the City Otissus	Its pleasure is a guilty one With a nodding off toddler Securely settled in the stroller and The view of point Hamilton Speaking...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Summer Amy Lowell	Which wanders idly through the nodding...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 1. The Musician's Tale; The Saga of King Olaf IX. -- Thangbrand The Priest Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	' they said, With nodding head, 'There goes Thangbrand, Olaf's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Thangbrand the Priest Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	" they said, With nodding head, "There goes Thangbrand, Olaf's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Avon Mathilde Blind	Nodding their old heads o'er the river's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Bagman's Dog: Mr. Peters's Story Richard Harris Barham	Perceived, from his breathing and nodding, the views Of his guest were directed to 'taking a snooze:' So he caught up a lamp in his...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Ballad Of The Dark Ladie. A Fragment. Samuel Taylor Coleridge	Strewing flowers...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Ballad Of The Taylor Pup Eugene Field	His eyes were black and kind, And like a nodding, gilded plume His tail stuck up...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Bread Of Angels Edith Wharton	Of greed and surfeit nodding face to face O'er the picked bones of pleasure...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Children Of The Lord's Supper. (From The Swedish Of Bishop Tegner) Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Nodding all hail and peace, disappeared in the innermost...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Circus-Day Parade James Whitcomb Riley	And crimson, gold and purple, nodding by at me and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Columbine Jones Very	A life of summer days and summer joys, Nodding our honey-bells mid pliant grass In which the bee half hid his time employs; And here...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Cracked Voice of Ernest Okonkwo Benson Chukwueke	We have been dosing, nodding our head all through the game and from falling asleep our football has gone into comatose ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Death Of Admiral Blake Sir Henry Newbolt	That does but darken more the nodding...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Death Of Aliatar William Cullen Bryant	That gleam in baldricks blue, Nor nodding plumes in caps of Fez, Of gay and gaudy hue-- But, habited in mourning weeds, Come marching...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)