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The Patient Countess. - extracted from Albion's England William Warner	Mean while (in russet neatly clad, with linen white as swanne, Herlselfe more white, save rosie where the ruddy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Poet Mark Akenside	Of age's reverend russet, scant and bare; Then down his meagre visage waving flows The shadowy peruke; crown'd with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Poetry of A Root Crop Charles Kingsley	Russet swede and golden globe, Feathered...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Ranger John Greenleaf Whittier	Drop the apples, red and yellow; Drop the russet pears and mellow, Drop the red leaves all the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Robin Hilary Page	To join so joyfully The prattling russet wrens below in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Robin Redbreast Mathilde Blind	Yonder russet bird among The crimson clusters of the homely thorn Still bubbles o'er with little rills...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The School-mistress. In Imitation of Spenser (excerpt) William Shenstone	A russet stole was o'er her shoulders thrown; A russet kirtle fenc'd the nipping air; ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Seasons: Summer James Thomson	And drive the dusky wave along the mead, The russet hay-cock rises thick behind, In order gay: while, heard from dale to dale, Waking the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Seasons: Winter James Thomson	Oft, let me wander o'er the russet Mead, Or thro' the pining Grove; where scarce is heard One dying Strain, to chear the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Serenade William Cullen Bryant	And myriad frost-stars glitter Among the russet...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Shepherd's Calendar - June John Clare	Where their old visitors in russet brown The haytime butterflyes dance up and down And gads that teaze like whasps the timid maid...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Shepherd's Calendar - October John Clare	Skiming a moment oer the russet plain Then hiding in the colord woods again The ploping guns sharp momentary shock Which...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Skylark John Clare	spreading far and wide Above the russet clods, the corn is seen Sprouting its spiry points of tender green, Where squats the hare,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The South Wind And The Sun James Whitcomb Riley	And with many an elfish freak, Gave the russet's rust a wipe-- Prankt the rambo with a stripe, And the wine-sap blushed its reddest As...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Squaw Man Robert William Service	The teepee stars the vivid sward with russet, red and gold, And in the velvet gloom the fire's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Sussex sailor Alfred Noyes	The nestling hills of Sussex, The russet-roofed elfin towns, And the skylark up in a high wind Carolling over the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Tunning of Elenor Rumming John Skelton	Lyke a jollyvet, In her furred flocket, And gray russet rocket, With symper the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 08 William Langland	Thus yrobed in russet I romed aboute Al a somer seson for to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wife Of Bath Her Tale John Dryden	It happened as he rode, a damsel gay In russet robes to market took her way; Soon on the girl he cast an amorous eye, So straight she walked,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Winter's Come John Clare	Red, brown, and yellow, russet, black, and dun; White thorn, wild cherry, and the poplar bare; The sycamore all withered in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wrath Of Loyalty Felicia Dorothea Hemans	Tho' o'er thy dark and russet vest No rainbow-colors play; Tho' dim thine eye, tho' cold thy breast, Yet be thou honor'd,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Yellow Violet William Cullen Bryant	Ere russet fields their green resume, Sweet flower, I love, in forest bare, To meet thee, when thy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Thistle-down Emily Pauline Johnson	Beyond a ridge of pine with russet tips The west lifts to the sun her longing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To an Old Danish Song-Book Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Yellow are thy time-worn pages, As the russet, rain-molested Leaves of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Simplicity Mary Darby Robinson	I've seen thee, at the peep of dawn, In simple, russet garb...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)