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A Reverie ["Those hearts of ours -- how strange! how strange!"] Abram Joseph Ryan	How they waste their powers, and, when wasted, grieve For what they have squandered, but cannot...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Sabbath Scene John Greenleaf Whittier	When down the summer-shaded street A wasted female figure, With dusky brow and naked feet, Came rushing wild and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Satire. A Humble Imitation. Margaret Dixon McDougall	Paper in wasted reams, and seas of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Sicilian Idyll Thomas Sturge Moore	Which but for me had all been wasted On a bald man, a fat man, a gross man, a beast To scare the best guest from the very best...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Soaring Toad Ambrose Bierce	My words on your inhospitable ear Are wasted like a sermon to the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Song For Soldiers John Boyle O'Reilly	Hungrily hiss the bullets, not wasted in random firing, But every shot for a mark,—thrice their number of soldiers Raking the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Sorrowful Lament For Ireland Augusta, Lady Gregory	Our fatherless children are wasted and weak, Famine and sickness travelling over Ireland, And every other scourge that was...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Spirit Passed Before Me [From Job] George Gordon Lord Byron	Heedless and blind to Wisdom's wasted...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A stowaway silly fish AMG	In which my destiny awaits Swiftness, he wasted not It only took an effort, a leap, a thud And so sately, whistled his way Through...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Tale Of Society As It Is: From Facts, 1811 Percy Bysshe Shelley	And, though his form was wasted by the woe Which tyrants on their victims love to wreak, Though his sunk eyeballs and his...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Tale Of Society As It Is: From Facts, 1811. Percy Bysshe Shelley	And, though his form was wasted by the woe Which tyrants on their victims love to wreak, Though his sunk eyeballs and his...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Wasted Day Robert Fuller Murray	A day of life the less; Of many wasted days, alas, but...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Worldly Death-Bed Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon	For past faults to atone— For wasted talents, misspent life, She’s gone before God’s...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Worldly Death-Bed. Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon	For past faults to atone - For wasted talents, misspent life, She's gone before God's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Worn Rose Lola Ridge	Drew on yours for its wasted dower - What favour could she do you...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Year and a Day Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal	That bends above my head And covers up my wasted face And folds me in its bed Tenderly and lovingly Like grass above the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Abandoned Ship Jason Mui	thinking of all the things that were wasted when we abandoned...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Abbey Assaroe William Allingham	For, gray and wasted like the walls, a figure full of woe, This man was of the blood of them who founded...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Abolition Of Slavery In The District Of Columbia, 1862 John Greenleaf Whittier	Beside me gloomed the prison-cell Where wasted one in slow decline For uttering simple words of mine, And loving freedom all too...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Achan Henry Kendall	“Her women have wept for the love that is wasted Like wine, which is spilt when the people are wanting, And hot winds have dried all the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Actions Nikhil Parekh	no time getting into the action of consuming a pellet of pain...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
ADDICTION Andrew Sheldrick	-THREE HUNDREDS BEEN WASTED, LEAVING SEVEN ON STASH -YOUR GETTING RIGHT LOADED, YOU THINK ABOUT KOKE -THE LINES...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Addictions Lawrence S. Pertillar	Decades of time wasted to go by, Without the addicts...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Additions Thomas Hardy	Till her power to pour 'em seemed wasted and gone From the heft o' misfortune she...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
ADMONITION Norbert Tasev	the filthy swamp of things, the imprint of my wasted memories and deeds, like a robber's chain, trailing my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)