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Dedication Henry Timrod	In those bright blooms and odors sweet, I laid this volume at your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Earl Grey Alexandra Wynn Griffin	Bergamot and cold cream smells Swell amid the odors of Cinnamon and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
English Names on Canadian Thames James McIntyre	years with vile odors from factories ; and, as the county of Oxford is agreeably diversified with hills and dales,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Excerpted from I'M DEAD—Osiris Scott Michael Potter	black flowers with heady stenchy odors wafting warily nearer and further from until surrounding all Osiris emerges reborn from...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Faith Of Chyme (Halloween Poem) Trevor McLeod	And gas blessed smiles were pooped of age That odors flew on Halloween When pumpkins pooped were on the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Family Portrait's Masterclass Mr Lewis Hubbard Barrett	he was a PIMP, He smelled, dirty & nasty funky odors a PUNK I whipped his ass He even got his own son...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Five Letters to my Mother Nizar Qabbani	the nights of Damascus, the odors of Damascus, the houses of Damascus, have been inhabiting our...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Four Winds, The Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Filled the air with odors for him; Though the forests and the rivers Sang and shouted at his coming, Still his heart...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
From Faust - Second Part - I. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe	Round the verdant meadow sighs, Odors sweet in misty...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
From Virginia To Paris Ambrose Bierce	Of urban odors to ungladden life Where gas and sewers and dead dogs conspire The flesh to torture and the soul...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Funeral Tree of the Sokokis John Greenleaf Whittier	And odors from the springing grass, The sweet birch and the sassafras, Upon the scarce-felt breezes...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Gardeners Grouch Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis	Dark odors hang about herbaceous borders Where I seek the stealthy sluglet after...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Goodbye! Richard Aldington	Breathe her full odors, taste her mouth, Which laughs away imagined pains; Touch her life's womb, yet know ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Her Hair Charles Baudelaire	Lurk mingled odors I grow drunk upon Of oil of coconut, of musk, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hesperides Thomas Bailey Aldrich	Hints of our sea-breezes, blent With odors from the Orient; Indian vessels deep with spice; Star-showers from the Norland ice; ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hymn 1 Isaac Watts	The church adore around, With vials full of odors sweet, And harps of sweeter...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I Arise from Dreams of Thee Percy Bysshe Shelley	On the dark, the silent stream, -- The champak odors fall Like sweet thoughts in a dream, The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart, As...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I could bring You Jewels—had I a mind to Emily Dickinson	But You have enough—of those— I could bring You Odors from...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I tend my flowers for thee Emily Dickinson	A Hyacinth—I hid— Puts out a Ruffled Head— And odors fall From flasks—so small— You marvel how they...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Idleness. Nathaniel Parker Willis	Breathing up odors to the very heaven - Or when the frost has yielded to the sun In the rich autumn, and the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Interim Edna St. Vincent Millay	—...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Introduction To The Song Of Hiawatha Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest With the dew and damp of meadows, With the curling smoke of wigwams, With...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Kill your Balm—and its Odors bless you Emily Dickinson	Kill your Balm—and its Odors bless you— Bare your Jessamine—to the storm—...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
La Chevelure (Her Hair) Charles Baudelaire	I ardently get drunk with the mingled odors Of oil of coconut, of musk and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
La Captive (The Turkish Captive) Victor Marie Hugo	I love the burning odors This glowing region gives; And, round each gilded lattice, The trembling, wreathing leaves;...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)