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The Coo of the Cushat Ada Cambridge	It sings by its nest in the tall green...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Cottager To Her Infant William Wordsworth	The north-wind sings a doleful song; Then hush again upon my breast; All merry things are now at rest, Save thee,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Count Of Hapsburg Friedrich Schiller	The minstrel of true love reward ever sings, And adores what to virtue has tended-- What the bosom may wish, what the senses...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Course of Time. Book I. Robert Pollok	That each to other in its motion...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Crane Wilfred Wilson Gibson	I wonder why she never sings Like other people on the stair...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Crocus and the Bee M J G Tyler	Off it the distance, Natures orchestra sings, Cascading down the beck, Flowing from hilltop, to tarn, to lake, Slowly to the sea to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Crow Sat On The Willow John Clare	And loud the ploughman sings, 'I love my love because I know The milkmaid she loves me'; And hoarsely croaked the glossy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Cry Of The People Ella Wheeler Wilcox	The smith at his anvil and forge sings in the midst of his labor; The clergyman stands in his pulpit, and prays for the soul of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Cuckoo John Clare	And as she flies she sings: And darting down the hedgerow side She scares the little bird Who leaves the nest it cannot...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Culprit Fay Joseph Rodman Drake	Who moans unseen, and ceaseless sings, Ever a note of wail and wo, Till morning spreads her rosy wings, And earth and sky in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Curtains Now Are Drawn Thomas Hardy	Behind the yonder crest, While she sings to me: 'O the dream that thou art my Love, be it thine, And the dream that I am thy Love, be...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Daft-days Robert Fergusson	From naked groves nae birdie sings, To shepherd's pipe nae hillock rings, The breeze nae od'rous flavour brings ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Daguerreotype William Vaughn Moody	Stooping from star to star and age to age Sings as he...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dance At Darmstadt Alfred Austin	Its tassels of gold, and the blackbird sings, Where the river swirls past a tangled ledge Of willow-weed, meadow-sweet, thyme, and sedge,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Danish Boy: A Fragment William Wordsworth	While in the dell he sings alone Beside the tree and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Day Of Days William Morris	Unseen spreads on the light, Till the thrush sings to the coloured things, And earth forgets the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Day Of Wrath Ambrose Bierce	Save thou him who sings thy praises; Qui salvandos salvas gratis; Fountain, quench my private...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Daylight is Dying Andrew Barton Paterson	The song of the river That sings as it passes For ever and ever, The hobble-chains’ rattle, The calling of birds, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Death of Love Melody Moreno-Vazquez	a moment, But I am yours till death. The blessings we had were far beyond the cursed. But it was like a requiem or a dirge that we...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Deep John D	On Angels wings A songstress sings My soul joins the waiting wind My body to the deep to my doom Down through the calm of this...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Departure of Summer Thomas Hood	all her flowers: No more the lark,—the linnet—sings, But Silence sits in faded bowers. There is a shadow on the plain Of Winter ere he comes...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dilettante: A Modern Type Paul Laurence Dunbar	He plays a little, sings a song, Acts tragic roles, or funny; He does, because his love is strong, But not, oh, not...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Disconcerted Tenor William Schwenck Gilbert	Now observe - (SINGS A HIGH NOTE) - You see, I can't do myself...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dispute Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov	Now the Bedouin lies, Sings the old ancestral legends, Scans the starry...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dogs Arthur Symons	The robes of my soul are whiter than snow, she sings Praise of immortal things; Yet still she listens, still, in the night, she hears The dogs' yelp...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)