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Aholibah Algernon Charles Swinburne	As a man grindeth wheat in mills With strong wheels alway going round; He gave thee corn, and grass that fills The...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Air Vif Paul Eluard	In the crowd I saw you Among the wheat I saw you Beneath a tree I saw...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Alice And The White Knight Lewis Carroll	That sleep among the wheat: I make them into mutton pies, And sell them in the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Always The Mob Carl Sandburg	forming loam and valley floors for potatoes, wheat,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Amen Christina Georgina Rossetti	Now the sheaves are gathered newly, Now the wheat is garnered...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Appeal to End Appeals Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis	slogan sounded thro' the contry: 'Eat More...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Autumn Picture Alfred Austin	Homeward from gleaning in the stubbly wheat, High overhead the harsh rook saileth slow, And cupless acorns crackle 'neath your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Autumn Reverie William Topaz McGonagall	instance, a stale crust of bread or a grain of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Enchanter Roberto Suárez Torres	naught but a goblet filled with dry...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Impression Received From A Symphony J. C. Squire	And many red fierce poppies splashed the wheat; Motion was dead, and silence was complete, And stains of red fierce poppies splashed the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Indian at the Burial-Place of his Fathers. William Cullen Bryant	But now the wheat is green and high On clods that hid the warrior's breast, And scattered in the furrows lie...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Ode in Time of Hesitation William Vaughn Moody	Of springing wheat shall vastly be outflung Over Dakota and the prairie...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Outdoor Reception John Greenleaf Whittier	From the great wheat-fields, which might feed The hunger of a world at need, In healthful change of rest and play...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Angel Faces Dinah Maria Mulock Craik	All this life's harvest yielded, wheat or weeds, Is reaped, methinks: at my little field lies...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Another Spring Carol Alfred Austin	As stream o'er pebble, Or wind through wheat, While, like flickering light, the kinglet hovers Round woodbined haven of hiding...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Are you seeing this Lord? Getting this? Doug Blair	I am reminded of Jesus' parable about the wheat and the tares...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Army of Darkness The Punk Poe	Lands of white winter wheat waves Minutemen no match to the Giants Repeat after me I'll silence violence Pawns...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
ARTIFICIAL BLUES Phil Roberts	Is really just rice bread, Instead of real wheat Now I'm eating...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
As I Walked Out One Evening W.H. Auden	Were fields of harvest wheat And down by the brimming river I heard a lover sing Under an arch of the railway “Love...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At Long Last Ada Cambridge	Like ripe wheat-harvest in a land at rest, And comes alone, a consecrated cup, To those proved worthy to sit...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
At School John Boyle O'Reilly	The wheat is hardly stirring; The heavy ox-team lags; The dragon-fly is whirring Through...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
August Elinor Morton Wylie	Piled in his barrow, tawnier than wheat, Lie heaps of smouldering daisies, sombre-eyed, Their copper petals shriveled up with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
August lauren_catherine	fields, as I listen to the wheat sway lightly, melodically /grabbing hold of the sounds and my grass-stained dress I lift my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Australia's Peril Henry Lawson	of the deer-parks and game-runs where her wheat-fields and pastures should be, Must bring food for her herded thousands and shepherd it over...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Autumn Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin	The winter wheat will suffer from this wild fun, And baying hounds awake the slumbering...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)