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The Heart’s Betrayal Henrique A. Caldas	Wild need, whispers required to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Hog, The Sheep, And Goat, Carrying To A FAIR Anne Kingsmill Finch	And whilst the Lamb and silent Goat In the same fatal Cart lay void of Strife, He widely stretches...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The House of Socrates Anne Kingsmill Finch	That struck them with no Fear; Whilst Others thought, there should not dwell So great a Person...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Ideal Charles Harpur	He rolls at length in purple pomp away; Whilst yet—some moments yet—withdrawing gleams Travel the air, and die along the streams; A...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Introduction Anne Kingsmill Finch	And interrupt the Conquests of our prime; Whilst the dull mannage, of a servile house Is held by some, our outmost art, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Invitation Thomas Godfrey	The new-blown rose, whilst on its leaves Yet the bright scented dew-drops found, Pleas'd on thy bosom, whilst it...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Island Of The Scots William Edmondstoune Aytoun	With him who led the van, Whilst rough and red before their view The turbid river...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Journey Charles Churchill	Let them with Dodsley wail Cleone's woes, Whilst he, fine feeling creature, all in tears, Melts, as they melt, and weeps with weeping peers;...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Journey Graham Walker	Some journey’s starting, whilst some journeys end All on this train will alight at some time It’s important we all make the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Judgement of Hercules William Shenstone	Which, whilst they please, effeminate the mind; In...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Kessack Ferry-Boat Fatality William Topaz McGonagall	Until they found themselves in the little bay, Whilst the big waves washed o'er them, again and again, And they began to think their struggling was...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The King and the Shepherd Anne Kingsmill Finch	When his sole Neighbor, whilst he watch'd the Fold, A Hermit poor, in Contemplation old, Hastes to his Ear, with safe, but...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Knight Whose Armour Didn't Squeak Alan Alexander Milne	' Whilst Hugh, the Knight who gave him best, Squeaks just as badly as the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Berkshire Eleven William Topaz McGonagall	Whilst the shouts of the wild Ghazis rent the air; But still the Berkshires held them at bay, At...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Song Of Camoens William Lisle Bowles	Hot showers descend, red lightnings run; Whilst all the pale expanse beneath Lies burning wide, without a breath; And at mid-day from the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lottery of Life Royston	Some win the lottery of life whilst for others it's just pure...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lucky Child S. Cole	And looking okay whilst I fell apart at the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lyon And The Gnat Anne Kingsmill Finch	And now much more he raves, Whilst this new Perseus in the Air Do's War and Strife again declare, And all his Terrour...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Magic Of Black Nikhil Parekh	there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with uninhibited...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Man Bitten By Fleas Anne Kingsmill Finch	Did Men ne'er close their Eyes; Whilst those, who wrought them wou'd be found At length more Mad, than...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Man in the Brown Castle Max Rifkin	Wears a tired expression Whilst looking out to the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Masque of Queen Bersabe: A Miracle-Play Algernon Charles Swinburne	The same shall dream of wine-bibbing Whilst he can lie or...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Match Andrew Marvell	So we alone the happy rest, Whilst all the World is poor, And have within our Selves possest All Love's and Nature's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Merchant, To Secure His Treasure Matthew Prior	But with my numbers mix my sighs; And whilst I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Cloe's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Missionary - Canto Eighth William Lisle Bowles	In Chillan's vale, the armed horsemen rode: Me, whilst my father cold and breathless lay, Far off the crested soldiers bore away, And for a captive...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)