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The Skeptre Meshack Bwoyele Keya	" In the distance the war cry sounded Is life worthy fighting for Here I am The king to be Lying in a pool of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Song Of Iron Lola Ridge	Not yet hast Thou sounded Thy clangorous music, Whose strings are under...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Song of Ninian Melville Henry Kendall	And the lordly words of Wentworth sounded thirty years ago - Hall familiar to our fathers, where, in days exalted, rang All the tones of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
the stranger you used to be rose w. haus	Or how you laughed Or what you sounded like while you fall asleep I don’t remember the good times or what made you happy Your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Surges Gushed And Sounded William Ernest Henley	The surges gushed and sounded, The blue was the blue of June, And low above...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Swagman's Rest Andrew Barton Paterson	The river sounded clear, When a change came on, and we saw the sign That told us the end was...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Temptation of Sœur Agnes D. S. Fly	Did Agnes wait her fate; Soon, footsteps sounded tells that said ’Twould be a short-lived...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Tree Michael Kroll	I heard a noise and it sounded quite weird, I think I just saw a ghost wearing a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Truth Jaclyn Marie Warrington	Dont say I just talked to them and they sounded no different than normal, beacuse you heard them but di you...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Two Coffins Eugene Field	The harp that he sounded...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Unknown Jylinne	” then the trumpet was sounded, immediately princess Sylvanna knew what the signal means, so she summoned the soldiers to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Veery Henry Van Dyke	So passionate, so full of pain, it sounded strange and eerie; I longed to hear a simpler strain,—the wood-notes of the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Vision Of The Maid Of Orleans - The Second Book Robert Southey	Was fled, and on her ear the well-known voice Sounded, tho' now more musically sweet Than ever yet had thrill'd her charmed soul, When...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Vision Of The Maid Of Orleans - The Third Book Robert Southey	' His closing speech Yet sounded on her ear, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Watchman Lilly Emery	Sounded out the alarm Of something strange on the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wonderful Country John Boyle O'Reilly	They sounded the depths and they pierced the shadows, Of that wonderful country far...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
There's A Moon Inside My Body Kabir	The unstruck drum of Eternity is sounded within me; but my deaf ears cannot hear...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
They Who Prepare My Evening Meal Below Henry David Thoreau	Mid birches sounded o'er the open land, Where I plucked flowers Many years ago, Spending midsummer hours With...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
This Mother’s Heart Mahesh Wadhwani	He heard it again, it sounded like a dream "Cry not my son, cry...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Tidings Roderic Quinn	On the granite ground It sounded nigh, and on the beach It grew remote; upon that sound With seeking eyes each questioned...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To a Child Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Heavy with the weight of cares, Sounded his majestic tread; Yes, within this very room Sat he in those hours of gloom, Weary both in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Our Divide, and the Next One, Zachary Gambrill	The rain has never sounded so clear...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Stang Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson	And when so mighty through the church now sounded 'Praise ye the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Rev. George Coleridge Samuel Taylor Coleridge	Since then my song Hath sounded deeper notes, such as beseem Or that sad wisdom folly leaves behind, Or such as, tuned to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To the Reverend George Coleridge, of Ottery St. Mary, Devon Samuel Taylor Coleridge	Since then my song Hath sounded deeper notes, such as beseem Of that sad wisdom, folly leaves behind; Or the high raptures...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)