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"Gong of Time" Abba Yusif	Ask not where the sun hids Under the silvery coal-black veil of night, Under the shelter of the darkness That cloaks the silent spirit...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
"Yours" a Cinquain Garland Steven Louis Chapman	on this earth, shining my Angels eyes, silvery powdered shadowy disguise,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
'Jim' Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis	The yogi of Yarra, whose silvery tongue, In days of his promise won many votes from us, When loud in the land was the praise of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
'T's Nature tj hatton	She caught you in her silvery web You must have gone astray, But make the most of your fading life Cause you won't get...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Poet's Home Charles Harpur	What gladder than the runnel’s silvery...	Rate it (3.50 / 2 votes)
A Ballad Of Boding. Christina Georgina Rossetti	Rounding like babe's new born, While silvery phosphorescence played About his dis-horned...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Barren "Idealty." George W Doneghy	It is not of a spring, Nor yet of a silvery stream-- But of a vision bright Which came last night In the garb of a blissful dream-- When...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Battle Isabella Valancy Crawford	Unfurls upon the sky; her fingers drip Pale, silvery tides; her armoured warriors Leave Day's bright tents of azure and of gold, Wherein they hid...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Book Of Dreams. George MacDonald	It used to blow the silvery moon About the summer...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Border Burn Alfred Austin	To wile away the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Bridal In The Bois De Boulogne. Mathilde Blind	Where the silvery sunlight tunnels the shade, Where snowflakes of butterflies airily chasing Each other in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Canadian Summer Evening Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon	Floods earth with her tremulous, silvery...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Canadian Summer Evening. Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon	Floods earth with her tremulous, silvery...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Candlelight Dinner Nidhi Negi Bhandari	Is that a crystal ball in enormous silvery ocean or a nature’s clock gleaming precisely over...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Christmas Carol Alfred Austin	From hamlet hollow, village height, The silvery Message seems to start, And, far away, its notes to-night Are surging through the city's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Christmas Carol. Freeman Edwin Miller	Let innocent joys in their sweetness abound And silvery cadence in melody start, Till rapturous fortunes with pleasure surround The aims of the soul...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Day At Tivoli - Prologue John Kenyon	Or, tricking silvery head and wrinkled stem With tendril-curl, or leafy diadem; A sportive war of graceful...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Day Dream Emily Jane Brontë	Seemed kindling in the air; A thousand thousand silvery lyres Resounded far and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Day Dream. Emily Bronte	Seemed kindling in the air; A thousand thousand silvery lyres Resounded far and near: Methought, the very breath I breathed Was full of sparks...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Descriptive Poem on the Silvery Tay William Topaz McGonagall	Beautiful silvery Tay, With your landscapes, so lovely and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dialogue At Fiesole Alfred Austin	The cataracts would flash and leap More silvery from steep to steep; The farewell of a rosier glow Soften the summit of the snow; The valley...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dilettante Augusta Davies Webster	with our English placid silvery blue, mottled with little lazy clouds, this stretch of dappled wealds and green and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dream Of Bric-A-Brac. John Milton Hay	her dear throat Bubbled a sweet and silvery note Of girlish laughter, shrill and clear, That all the statues seemed to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dream of July Nancy H Palmer	The music of the crickets Beneath a silvery full moon, The sigh of the wind In the tall white grass, Its warm, whispery kisses On my cheeks...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Faded Letter. George W Doneghy	The hand that traced the lines is dust, And silvery hair is on the head Of that same boy since first he read This missive from the sainted one...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)