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The Shepheardes Calender: October Edmund Spenser	And all the worthies liggen wrapt in leade, That matter made for Poets on to play: For ever, who in derring doe were...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Shepherds Calendar - January- Winters Day John Clare	The shepherd too in great coat wrapt And straw bands round his stockings lapt Wi plodding dog that sheltering steals To shun the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Sisters' Tragedy Thomas Bailey Aldrich	For half the twelvemonth wrapt in sombre skies, Two sisters loved one...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Skeleton in Armor Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Wrapt not in eastern balms, But with thy fleshless palms Stretched, as if asking alms, Why dost...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Sky Watcher William Wilfred Campbell	The world lies wrapt in its ermine cloak, And the night's icy swoon Sways earthward in great brimming...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Sleepers Walt Whitman	mother sleeps, with her little child carefully...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Son Of The Evening Star Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	of Evening, To the tender Star of Woman. "Wrapt in visions, lost in dreaming, At the banquet sat Osseo; All...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Song of Callicles Matthew Arnold	Soft lull'd by the rills, Lie wrapt in their blankets, Asleep on the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Song Of Hiawatha XII: The Son Of The Evening Star Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Star of Evening, To the tender Star of Woman. 'Wrapt in visions, lost in dreaming, At the banquet sat Osseo; All were merry, all were happy, All...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Spirit Of Navigation William Lisle Bowles	When dark eclipse has wrapt the labouring moon, Howl to the demon of the dread...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Sunbeam Felicia Dorothea Hemans	Something of sadness had wrapt the spot;“ But a gleam of thee on its lattice fell, And it laugh'd into beauty at that...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Swan-Neck Charles Kingsley	Clipt him in her armes fair, Wrapt him in her yellow hair, Bore him from the battle-stead, Saw him laid in pall of lead, Took her...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Triumph Of Melancholy James Beattie	Be life's past scenes wrapt in oblivious...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Troubadour. Canto 2 A (Preparation for battle) Letitia Elizabeth Landon	And there, wrapt in their cloaks around, The soldiers scatter'd o'er the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Woman In The Rye Thomas Hardy	The rooks sheer off to where he lies Wrapt in a peace withheld from...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Year's Awakening Thomas Hardy	And into the Ram, when weeks of cloud Have wrapt the sky in a clammy shroud, And never as yet a tinct of spring Has shown in the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Third Sunday After Trinity John Keble	Of endless life, yet wrapt in earth's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Thirteenth Sunday After Trinity John Keble	Fasting he watched and all alone, Wrapt in a still, dark, solid cloud, The curtain of the Holy One Drawn round him like a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Thoughts Suggested By A College Examination George Gordon Lord Byron	As all around sit wrapt in speechless gloom, His voice in thunder shakes the sounding dome; Denouncing dire reproach...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To A Valentine William Strode	Did cull mee out wrapt in a paper band, Vouchsafe the same hand still, to shew thereby That Fortune did your will...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Baynard Taylor Sidney Lanier	To range, deep-wrapt, along a heavenly height, O'erseeing all that...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Cordelia Mark Akenside	When Love and Fancy wrapt him in their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Horror Robert Southey	That trembles o'er its shade; Where wrapt in midnight gloom, alone, Thou lovest to lie and hear The roar of waters near, And listen to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Mr. Pope Thomas Parnell	His language failing, wrapt him round with night; Thine, rais'd by thee, recalls the work to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To my dead friend Ben Johnson Henry King	Thou wrapt and Shrin'd in thine own sheets, wilt ly A Relick fam'd by all...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)