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Black Bess Eliza Cook	She sprang up the hill and she flew down the steep; She came to the waste, rough with furrow and weed, But the brushwood and gap were no checks...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Black Bonnet Henry Lawson	Although the road is rough and steep, She takes it with a will, For, since she hushed her first to sleep Her way has been...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Black Harry's Team Andrew Barton Paterson	Up mountains steep they heave and strain Where never wheel has rolled, And what the toiling leaders gain ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Blink of an Eye Syed Hunain Riaz	play long with the show, chin up, motivations steep But then a shroud of reality descends on your conscience Questioning your existence ,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Bramber. Edward Shanks	Linked up by grassy saddles, hill on hill, And steep the village in unending peace And to the north the plains in order lie, Heavy with crops and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Breaking Dawn Kurt Philip Behm	The learning curve most steep, as doubt invades the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Breaking the Shackles of Conformity : The Journey of Self-Discovery Mawphniang Napoleon	The road ahead may be rough and steep, But your inner strength is yours to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Breton Afternoon Ernest Christopher Dowson	sun-stained air, On a steep hill-side, on a grassy ledge, I have lain hours long and heard Only the faint breeze pass in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Broken Maureen Edwards	to sleep I can't take the pain It's just way to steep I wish I could say it's only a dream But in reality I just want to scream The pain and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Burnt Out Is Now My Misery Aleksey Konstantinovich Tolstoy	That hurl them off their moss-grown altars steep, Seeking the flood with tossing, foaming riot-- Here in the vale are bound in the old currents,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Bushmen Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis	Tramping the hillside steep, Where the giant trees at the mountain's skirt Their lonely vigil keep; Fighting their way...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
By Rugged Ways Paul Laurence Dunbar	The way is dark and cold and steep, And shapes of horror murder sleep, And hard the unrelenting years; But 'twixt our sighs and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
By That Lake, Whose Gloomy Shore Thomas Moore	Where the cliff hangs high and steep, Young Saint Kevin stole to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
By The Fire-Side Robert Browning	Blackish-grey and mostly wet; Cut hemp-stalks steep in the narrow...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
By The Sea. Robert Crawford	That ear and eye their senses steep As if within a dreamy dew, As charmed as when the bells of Sleep To Night's church, Sweet,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Cagnes Mathilde Blind	In tortuous windings up the steep incline The sombre street toils to the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Call out for help Neaveh White	but i can’t think when my depression heart steep is 140 per beat so I can’t call it a bad habit ITS AUTOMATIC Because life has just showen...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Candy Dana Rogers	I dry my wounds inflicted from her steep win and pretend we never met your dirty tongue quietly screaming, in a haze need of rescue ...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Cantiga de Santa Maria No. 194 Alfonso X El Sabio	travelling all alone, those two caught him in a steep and rocky...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Canzone V. Francesco Petrarca (Petrarch)	Then, the day's journey o'er, she'll steep Her sense awhile in grateful sleep; Forgetting all the pain, and peril past; But I,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Cassandra Friedrich Schiller	Hear I now the God advancing, Who will steep in tears the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Cataract Of Lodore, The Robert Southey	On which it is bent, It reaches the place Of its steep...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Celestial Heights Alfred Austin	ascents and winding ways, Glimmering...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - Canto The First. George Gordon Byron	The cork-trees hoar that clothe the shaggy steep, The mountain moss by scorching skies imbrowned, The sunken glen, whose sunless shrubs must...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - Canto The Third. George Gordon Byron	The star which rises o'er her steep, nor...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)