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New Morality George Canning	And wakes and points the desultory...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Night and Wind Arthur Symons	What remembering sin Wakes and watches...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Nodding Off Wayne Blair	Wakes me up Too many late nights Submitting poems Tired eyes...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Nora on the Pavement Arthur Symons	Life's rhythm and hers, long sleeping, That wakes, and knows not why, in these...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
November John Clare	The next wakes loud with unexpected storms; A dreary nakedness the field deforms - Yet many a rural sound,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
November Fifth Louisa Stuart Costello	The jest is there that wakes the laugh at will, And mirth has cast her fairy spell o'er...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII (Entire) Alfred Lord Tennyson	All night below the darken’d eyes; With morning wakes the will, and cries, ‘Thou shalt not be the fool of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Oblivion H.L. Halsey	Sorrow wakes me from my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Octaves Edwin Arlington Robinson	On fagots of outburned and shattered flesh Wakes to a thrilled invisible advance, Unchained (or fettered else) of memory; And when the dead...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode On A Lycian Tomb Silas Weir Mitchell	He too who wrought this antique poetry, Which wakes sad rhythms in the human heart, Must oft with thee have wondered silently, Touched by...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode on St. Cecilia's Day Alexander Pope	Sloth unfolds her arms and wakes, List'ning Envy drops her snakes; Intestine war no more our Passions wage, And giddy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode To Sara, In Answer To A Letter From Bristol Samuel Taylor Coleridge	As sighing o'er the blossom's bloom Meek evening wakes its soft perfume With viewless...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode To The Setting Sun - Prelude Francis Thompson	For thee this music wakes...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode To The Spirit Of The Earth In Autumn George Meredith	He wakes to find a wrestling giant Trunk to trunk and limb to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Odes From Horace. - To Licinius Murena. Book The Second, Ode The Tenth. Anna Seward	Wakes he not often the harmonious...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Of all the cities in the world / only Venice Simona Nicoleta Lazăr	all the cities in the world / it wakes in murmuring fog and falls asleep lulled by the oars leaving the window ajar invitation...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
off to bed Saul Palti	fall in love and a broken heart wakes the sweet seconds...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Often rebuked, yet always back returning Emily Jane Brontë	The earth that wakes one human heart to feeling Can centre both the worlds of Heaven and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Old Friends Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton	Now dark suspicion wakes, and love departs, And cold distrust its well-feigned smile displays; And they are waned and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Old Granny Sullivan John Shaw Neilson	Her talk is all of wakes and fairs - or how, when night would fall, ''Twas many a quare thing crept and came,' and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Old Vicarage, The - Grantchester Rupert Brooke	Slopes down to rest when day is done, And wakes a vague unpunctual star, A slippered Hesper; and there are Meads towards Haslingfield and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
On A Mountain Top Alfred Noyes	And richer, sweeter far, The wild thyme...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
On a Viola D'Amore Mathilde Blind	Fit symbol of hushed numbers, Most musically wakes and sighs After an age of slumbers: Beneath your magic bow's control The Viol has regained...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
On Moonlit Heath and Lonesome Bank Alfred Edward Housman	There sleeps in Shrewsbury jail to-night, Or wakes, as may betide, A better lad, if things went right, Than most that sleep...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
On Receiving An Eagle's Quill From Lake Superior John Greenleaf Whittier	But now my torpid fancy wakes, And, on thy Eagle's plume, Rides forth, like Sindbad on his bird, Or witch upon her...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)