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This Young Love London Arnett	The fine line between unripeness and prime seems to blend into one when I look into your eyes Pulling me into moments of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Through The Same Window. Meena Somasundaram	take the prime place with that anyone could get along let alone succeeding in life as success is not the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Time Michael Pardue	Set my sights high even past my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Time is of the Essence Douglas H. Mc Clintock	All of them when they are in their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Time to die Orbiam Simon	but loses their prime at autumn all has time and period that's aside for we all have lives but death...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
TIME-SILENCER Norbert Tasev	The "I'll show you later" smolders in its prime, and just for that reason, self-consciousness - otherwise anyone can defame you: The crust...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Tis Hard Augusta Davies Webster	'Tis our ripe flush, the heyday of our prime; We learn full breath, how rich of the air we...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To A Happy Warrior Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	And these to learn and gather in their prime Is youth's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To a Very Young Lady Edmund Waller	Hope waits upon the flowery prime, And summer, though it be less gay, Yet is not looked on as a time Of declination and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To a Virtuous Young Lady John Milton	in the prime of earliest youth Wisely hast shunned the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Alcithoë Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall	For whom the red rose opened ere the prime; Those the gods love are taken before their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To An Oak At Newstead George Gordon Lord Byron	And here, will they say, when in life's glowing prime, Perhaps he has pour'd forth his young simple lay, And here must he sleep, till the moments...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To be merry Robert Herrick	While we're in our prime, And old, old age is afar off; For the evil,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Ellen, At The South Ralph Waldo Emerson	Ere yet the red summer Scorch our delicate prime, Loved of bee, the tawny...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To H.A.B. on my forty-seventh birthday James Thomson	May you grow calmly to your prime, A maiden sweet, a cherished wife, A happy mother in due...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To His Love When He Had Obtained Her Sir Walter Raleigh	Then gather flowers in their prime, Let them not fall and perish so; Nature her bounties did bestow On us that we might use...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To His Sister Paolina, Count Giacomo Leopardi	How lovely wast thou, in thy youth's sweet prime, When the rough dagger of thy sire Thy snowy breast did smite, And thou, a willing victim,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Lord Tennyson William Watson	Than garlands dewy from your verdurous prime; Heir of the riches of the whole world's rhyme, Dow'r'd with the Doric grace, the Mantuan...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To My Young Countryman D.H.D. Charles Harpur	Or, where prime odours track the breezes’ flight, That rare flowers in the vicinage are...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To our healing earth Ronald Tirino	In weathered tide of ancient flames Spring in prime sing their time Leaves of fall do resend The laughing gull on winded sails the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Phillis the Faire Sheeperdesse Sir Edward Dyer	My Phillis hath prime-featherd flowres, that smile when she treads on them: And Phillis hath a gallant flocke, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Comic Spirit George Meredith	Where the prime motive gapes a lurid jaw, Thou, soul of wakened heads, art armed to warn, Restrain, lest...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Daisy (fourth poem) William Wordsworth	Would bring him back in manhood's prime And free for life, these hills to climb; With all his wants...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Fossil Flower Jones Very	I dream I see the colors of thy prime, And for a moment robe thy form again In splendor not its...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To the girl who awaited adulthood Fatima Ahmed	For the wonders you desire won’t seem too prime And you’ll long for these early days Although they lack worth in this time Hold on to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)