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An All-Night Sea Fight William Topaz McGonagall	Because thrice in succession on their own deck they were driven...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Allegory On Man Thomas Parnell	Then thrice she rais'd, (as Ovid said) And thrice she bow'd, her weighty...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Allusion To Horace John Wilmot	Of being well read over Thrice oat least Compare each Phrase, examin ev'ry Line, Weigh ev'ry word, and ev'ry thought...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Eclogue From Virgil Eugene Field	Oh, happy, thrice happy, the day when the cold Galatea forsook me, And equally happy, I say, the hour when...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Elegie. On The Death Of Mrs. Cassandra Cotton, Only Sist Richard Lovelace	Dare to live virgins, till the honour'd age Of thrice fifteen cals matrons on the stage, Whilst not a blemish or least staine is scene On your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Elegie. On The Death Of Mrs. Cassandra Cotton, Only Sister To Mr. C. Cotton. Richard Lovelace	Dare to live virgins, till the honour'd age Of thrice fifteen cals matrons on the stage, Whilst not a blemish or least staine is scene On your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Epistle Emma Lazarus	No, no, thrice...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Epistle To Fleetwood Shephard, Esq. Matthew Prior	I waited while the clock struck thrice, And footman brought out fifty lies; Till, patience vex'd, and legs grown weary, I thought it...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Experiment In Translation Alfred Austin	Thrice blest indeed is he that apprehends The root and real significance of things, Who tramples...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An hymn to the muses Robert Herrick	Glory and worship be To you, sweet Maids, thrice three, Who still inspire...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Invective Against Gold Anne Killigrew	And though thrice Wreck't, 's no Wiser than he...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Invective Written By Mr. George Chapman Against Mr. Ben Jonson George Chapman	And nothing good comes with thy thrice-vex'd call, Comest thou not yet, nor...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Ode To Spring In The Metropolis Owen Seaman	Thrice happy, hairless...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Orphan's Lament Anne Brontë	Have fallen to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Anacreon's Grave Johann Wolfgang von Goethe	Spring and summer and autumn rejoiced the thrice-happy minstrel, And from the winter this mound kindly hath screen'd him at...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Anacreon's Grave. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe	Spring and summer and autumn rejoiced the thrice-happy minstrel, And from the winter this mound kindly hath screen'd him at...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Anacreontick I Thomas Parnell	In Triumph wore the Prize, And thrice, in Mirth, he pusht him down, As thrice he strove to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Anacreontick II Thomas Parnell	They meet in ev'ry trembling Wood, And thrice they make the Plumes agree, And ev'ry Dart they mount with three, And ev'ry Dart can boast a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Angels and air Lily Mae	Twice or thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Antistrophe William Taylor Collins	Ne'er be I found, by Thee o'eraw'd, In that thrice-hallow'd Eve abroad, When Ghosts, as Cottage-Maids believe, Their pebbled Beds permitted...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Apollo, My Love Brittany C. Alvarado	We have come, like three Kings, thrice to this place; Black marks the day, Green the pay, and Brown the Lay Away (Paper or...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Apple-Pie and Cheese Eugene Field	For these twin boons we stand, Partaking thrice per diem Of their fulness out of hand; No enervating fashion Shall cheat us of our right...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Armorel Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall	And the mournful owl has cried Twice or thrice a-down the glen Gray with gathering shade, and when Gates o' dream are held ajar,– From the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Art Ambrose Bierce	Exceeds the established value thrice Of a living statesman over...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At Fredericksburg—Dec. 13, 1862 John Boyle O'Reilly	Thrice blest the nation that has every son A soldier, ready for the warning sound; Who marches...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)