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Everett Witherspoon

George Wither

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Down Khaled Abdelmaksoud	So he will leave But he won't wither away He will choose to depart To the land of eternal...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Dreams Paul Laurence Dunbar	And how they wither, how they fade, The waning wealth, the jilting jade - The fame that for a moment gleams,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Dress Rehearsal John Jessup Kennan	Attends to them as they wither away Speaks in glowing admiration Self-satisfaction in the changing Of the water in their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Drouth Ella Wheeler Wilcox	Do parch and wither the unsheltered...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Duncan, an Ode Helen Maria Williams	Rock the heath's untrodden cells; When slow the wither'd forms arise From caves, which night with lasting sway, Ever shrouds from mortal eyes,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
E.D.D. Elijah Ramos	I'm left to wither in this strange...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Easter Lilies Destiny Hope	As I watch the once beautiful, wither, But then spring comes 'round, And begs the new, "come...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Easter Lilies Destiny Hope	As I watch the once beautiful, wither, But then spring comes 'round, And begs the new, "come...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ecomium sean morales	"You sorry son of a b*tch, you watched me wither and turn to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ego's Soul Gabriel McBride	Mourning the winter's rain, upon summer's reign, Wither upon autumn's breeze, born again spring's dream; Withholding love's embrace, guilt of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ehue! Fugaces, Posthume, Labuntur Anni Jones Very	Beauty's cheek but blooms to wither, Smiling hours but come to fly; They are gone; Time's but the giver Of whate'er is doomed to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy III. Anno Aet. 17. On The Death Of The Bishop Of Winchester (Translated From Milton) William Cowper	Suckle their roots, must wither at thy will, That all the winged nations, even those Whose heav'n-directed flight the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy III. Anno Aetates 17. On The Death Of The Bishop Of Winchester. William Cowper	Suckle their roots, must wither at thy will, That all the winged nations, even those Whose heav'n-directed flight the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy V. Anno Aet. 20. On The Approach Of Spring (Translated From Milton) William Cowper	Thou linger'st slumb'ring with thy wither'd mate, Leave Him, and to Hymettus' top repair, Thy darling Cephalus expects thee...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy V. Anno Aetates 20. On The Approach Of Spring. William Cowper	Thou linger'st slumb'ring with thy wither'd mate, Leave Him, and to Hymettus' top repair, Thy darling Cephalus expects thee...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy XII John Donne	Youths, for her sake, some wither and some...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy XIII. To a Friend, On Some Slight Occasion Estranged From Him William Shenstone	And point the wither'd regions of the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
emotional ransom Wesley Morin	faded face striated with carbon rust wither with the weary age they'll make cartoons of us to shoot off into space I love this...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
EMPTY OUT Matthews Andrews	And the feathers of your wings wither away Left behind in your empty nest as you stay Empty the bag of dreams out you threw...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
England CXVII Algernon Charles Swinburne	Earth shall wither, when eyes turned hither behold not light in her darkness...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Entreaty Edith Nesbit	Ere yet the roses wither on my brow, Ere yet the lilies wither in your breast, Ere the implacable hour shall flower...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Epimetheus, or the Poet's Afterthought. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First) Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Though the fields around us wither, There are ampler realms and spaces, Where no foot has left its traces: Let us turn and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Epistles To Mr. Pope. Epistle II. From Oxford. Edward Young	has nor friend nor foe; False fame must wither, and the true will...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Epode Francis William Lauderdale Adams	These tears of fire that wither all the heart, These bloody sweats that drain and sear and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Eternal Bonds: A Son's Love for his Mother and Father Mark ireland	In my heart, your love shall never...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)