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The Rover Robert William Service	From sweet roving comes sweet rest, after all, home's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Rovers Henry Lawson	The fairest skin or darkest Might hold the roving blood— Some born of brutish peasants, And some of dainty peers, In poverty or plenty They...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Ruin And Its Flowers Felicia Dorothea Hemans	While roving o'er the moss-clad hill, I ponder on thine ancient...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Rymor and I Joseph Mark Ippolito	This towering spire above A roving he might not have gone So spritely for a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Rymor and I... Joseph Mark Ippolito	This towering spire above A roving he might nae ha’e gone So spritely for a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Snow At Fredericksburg Anonymous Americas	Of the forest of pine, where the roving winds Are tuning their memory...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Soldier Birds Henry Lawson	did the master think (Who’d lost the roving star) What truants in their after years Would play the wag so...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Stockman Andrew Barton Paterson	'tis jolly to follow the roving herd Through the long, long summer day, And camp at night by some lonely creek When dies...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Three Gossips' Wager La Fontaine	Had ne'er till then his roving fancy caught; The girl was hir'd, but seemingly with pain, Since PRUDENCE ultimately...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Travelling Post Office Andrew Barton Paterson	The roving breezes come and go, the reed-beds sweep...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Unknown Eros Coventry Patmore	And, in her cold and aimless roving sight, Horror of light; Sole vigour left in her last lethargy, Save when, at bidding of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Upas Tree Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin	And though some roving cloud may stain with glancing drops those leaden leaves, the dripping of a poisoned rain is...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Vagabond Henry Lawson	A roving, roaming life is mine, Ever by field or flood -- For not far back in my father's line Was...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Virtuoso: In Imitation of Spenser's Style And Stanza Mark Akenside	Her look was wild, and roving was her eye; Her hair was clad with flowers of every dye; Her glistering robes were of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Walls Were My Very Best Friends. Nikhil Parekh	even the obscurest of their contours with my roving fingers; after all that emanated from the eyes of my own beloved; was nothing else but...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wild Honey-Suckle Philip Freneau	No roving foot shall crush thee here,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wilderness Edwin Arlington Robinson	—or the roving-fiend will hold us, And make us all to dwell with him to the end of human faring: There are...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Winds Message Andrew Barton Paterson	Nor how the roving wind could bring across the Overland A sound of voices silent now and songs of long...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wood By The Sea Duncan Campbell Scott	Afar, far off I hear the wind, And the roving of the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Tirocinium; or, a Review of Schools William Cowper	For her the Fancy, roving unconfined, The present muse of every pensive mind, Works magic wonders, adds a brighter hue...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To His Mistress Going to Bed John Donne	License my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Lesbia George Gordon Lord Byron	Absence has made me prone to roving; But older, firmer hearts than ours Have found monotony in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Miss---, Samuel Johnson	Spread out by me the roving coin, Thy nets may catch, but not confine; Nor can I hope thy silken chain The glittering...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Fossil Flower Jones Very	light of later days, when man With feet free-roving as the homeless wind, Sealed the thick-mantled height, coursed plains unshorn, Breaking the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Fountain Of Bandusia Eugene Field	Here oxen, wearied by the plow, The roving cattle here Hasten in quest of certain rest, And quaff thy gracious...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)