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The Dream George Gordon Lord Byron	-he was alone, And pale, and pacing to and fro: anon He sate him down, and seized a pen, and traced Words which I could not guess...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dykes Rudyard Kipling	So we come down, uneasy, to look, uneasily pacing the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Edge of Insanity Rachel D. Kabuss	I see you above me still pacing You were trying to save me When all this time you’ve betrayed...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Four Ages. A Brief Fragment Of An Extensive Projected Poem William Cowper	' I heard, and acquiesced: then to and fro Oft pacing, as the mariner his deck, My gravelly bounds, from self to human kind I passed, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Fugitive Mary Darby Robinson	Pacing the upland...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Garden of the Sea Arthur Henry Adams	Of pulsing wave, and see Him pacing there, As once of old they saw Him, with that look Of wistful sadness on His old kind...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
the growing season Peter L. Cervellino	than my thoughts at the slowly pacing hours of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lady Of La Garaye - A Threnody Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton	We hear his distant laughter as we go, Pacing, ourselves, with Woe,-- Both us he hath outstripped for...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Little Girl In My Bathroom Linda Parks Owens	She can be heard crying and pacing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lord of Burleigh Alfred Lord Tennyson	Walking up and pacing down, Deeply mourn'd the Lord of Burleigh, Burleigh-house by...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lotus-Flower Roderic Quinn	Fond lovers pacing beside it see Not death and darkness, but life and light, And dream no dream of the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Mad Scribe: A Journey into the Mind of a Writer Mawphniang Napoleon	way, his hand moving faster than his thoughts are pacing, But he cannot help himself, for it is his passion, A fire that burns within him, a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Monk's Walk Paul Laurence Dunbar	Covert smile or dropping eye, As the monks go pacing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Moon, Offended Charles Baudelaire	Under your yellow cloak, with clandestine pacing, do you pass as before, from twilight to morning, to kiss Endymion’s faded...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Motionless Mass Colton Smith	Souls pacing in rhythm, self-conscience whose...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Old Age Of Queen Maeve William Butler Yeats	MAEVE the great queen was pacing to and fro, Between the walls covered with beaten bronze, In her high house at Cruachan; the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Palace of Art Alfred Lord Tennyson	And some one pacing there alone, Who paced for ever in a glimmering land, Lit with a low large...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Poor Of The Borough. Letter XX: Ellen Orford George Crabbe	Till I beheld them pacing in the park Close by a coppice where 'twas cold and dark; When such affection with such...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Prophecy Of Famine Charles Churchill	Me, thus uncouth, thus every way unfit For pacing poesy, and ambling wit, Taste with contempt beholds, nor deigns to place Amongst the lowest...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
the reason drkgbalakrishnan kandangath	The Time, the breeze, Pacing towards the nil; As though to grab the full, By its quietness, patience, -The...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Shepherd's Dog Mary Darby Robinson	Now barking loud, now pacing fast, Now, backward he a look would cast, And now, subdu'd and weak, with wanton play, Amid...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Silent Victors James Whitcomb Riley	I see your Angel-soldier pacing there, Expectant at his...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Singer In The Prison Walt Whitman	pacing, Making the hearer's pulses stop for extasy and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Singing Of The Magnificat Edith Nesbit	By two and two, slow pacing to the choir, Shrined in his dark oak stall, the strange monk's face Shone with a light as...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Spirit Of Navigation William Lisle Bowles	Pacing the beach, and by the salt spray beat, He watched the melancholy surge, or smiled To see it...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)