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Love Of Fame, The Universal Passion. Satire II Edward Young	(9)Hippolitus demands the sylvan crown; But Florio's fame, the product of a shower, Grows in his garden, an illustrious...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Love Padre Kumar Kamal	Oh my pagan love;late-night rain on the silent,sylvan,somber,sweet streams Everytime I penetrate--- You baptize me with happiness and faiths In...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Mahabharata, Book V - Overtaken by Fate Veda Vyasa	Round her sylvan greenwoods blossomed 'neath a cloudless Indian sky, Flocks of pea-fowls gorgeous plumaged...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Mairi Laghach Evan MacColl	'Mong the leaver and grasses Of the sylvan shade, Where the blissful breezes Tell of bloom and balm, And health-giving streamlets Sing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Man and Woman Arthur Henry Adams	Woman was the offspring of a sunbeam and a sylvan echo...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Midnight in Camp Lucy Maud Montgomery	Sure never day such mystic beauty held As sylvan midnight here in this surcease Of toil, when the kind darkness gives us peace Garnered from...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Monody On The Death Of Dr. Warton William Lisle Bowles	The oaten reed Now from the mountain sounds; the sylvan Muse, Reclined by the clear stream of Arethuse, Wakes the Sicilian pipe; the sunny mead ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Neelam Kumar Kamal	wings `neath her soft,sweet,sylvan chaste,satin skin Nela,Nela please go tell your sis my Mosque is void,Church is empty,Pagoda...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Nelam Kumar Kamal	sweet,sweet,sylvan air wind is caught in your hair your nipples...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Nelam cries moonlit night Kumar Kamal	Sweet,sweet,sylvan air Wind is caught in your hair Your nipples lit with desire Your lips quaver w/ passion...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Night-Piece Siegfried Sassoon	Half-wakens, seeing there his sylvan face Reflected, and the wistful eyes that...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Nightingales Kumar Kamal	If you be Summer I'll be your soft,sweet sylvan breeze If you be flowers I'll be your fragrance If you be Temple I'll be your prayers If you...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Noontide Retreat of Summer As a Haunt for Meditation James Thomson	The deepening dale, or inmost sylvan glade: A privilege bestow'd by us alone, On contemplation, or the hallow'd ear Of poet,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode I: The Preface Mark Akenside	Like thee, in lowly, sylvan scenes, On river-banks and flowery greens My Muse delighted plays; Nor through the desart of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode II: On The Winter-Solstice Mark Akenside	Within her sylvan haunt behold, As in the happy garden old, She moves like that primeval fair: Thither,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode On A Grecian Urn John Keats	Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode on a nearer prospect of summer hill Richard Harris Barham	These sylvan scenes to play the devil in; In these sweet shades so praised by Grammont, Thou didst not...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode To Cheerfulness Felicia Dorothea Hemans	In thy lowly, sylvan cell, Peace and virtue love to dwell; Ever let me own thy sway, Still to thee my tribute...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode to Evening William Taylor Collins	So long, sure-found beneath the sylvan shed, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, rose-lipp'd Health, Thy gentlest influence...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode To Lycoris. May 1817 William Wordsworth	Pleased while the sylvan world displays Its ripeness to the feeding gaze; Pleased when the sullen winds resound the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode To Peace James Beattie	And ghosts glare horrid from the sylvan...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode to the Muse Mary Darby Robinson	Cold Dian leads the sylvan train; In mazy dance and sportive glee, SWEET MUSE, I'll fondly turn to thee; And thou shalt...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode to Vanity Mary Darby Robinson	The busy World, the sylvan Plain, Alike confess thy potent...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode XII: On Recovering From A Fit Of Sickness, In the Country Mark Akenside	And while around his sylvan scene My Dyson led the white-wing'd hours, Oft from the Athenian Academic bowers Their sages...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode XIV: To The Honourable Charles Townshend: From The Country Mark Akenside	With noble hope inspire: Then will the sylvan powers again Receive me in their genial train, And listen to my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)