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Glorious France Edgar Lee Masters	Of daily labor, nor the crowns nor wreaths Of seventy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Grand'Ther Baldwin's Thanksgiving Horatio Alger Jr	Curling wreaths of smoke mount upward to the gray November...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Graves of the Confederate Dead Henry Timrod	More proudly on these wreaths to-day, Than when some cannon-moulded pile Shall overlook this...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Heroes Emma Lazarus	Soft flowers for the graves in wreaths enwove, The odorous lilac of dear memories, The heroic blossoms of the wilderness, And the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Heroism Ralph Waldo Emerson	Drooping oft in wreaths of dread, Lightning-knotted round his head; The hero is not fed on sweets, Daily his own heart...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
His Last Sail Frederic William Moorman	Yon wreaths o' floors i' t' kirkyard Sean wither an' fade away, But t' sea-tang wreaths round a droon'd...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Homage To Sextus Propertius - III Ezra Pound	She would bring frankincense and wreaths to my tomb, She would sit like an ornament on my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Homage To Sextus Propertius - VII Ezra Pound	Dry wreaths drop their petals, their stalks are woven in baskets, To-day we take the great breath of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Homage To Sextus Propertius - XII Ezra Pound	I shall be honoured with yesterday's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Home, Wounded Sydney Thompson Dobell	The larch is snooding her flowery hair With wreaths of morning...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
How still, how happy! Emily Jane Brontë	Spring's budding wreaths we might discern; The violet's eye might shyly flash And young leaves shoot among the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
How to Die Siegfried Sassoon	And sullen faces white as chalk, Hankering for wreaths and tombs and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hymn To The Sun Matthew Prior	As His Infant Months bestow Springing Wreaths for William's Brow; As His Summer's Youth shall shed Eternal Sweets around Maria's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I see the Four-fold Man William Blake	In heavy wreaths folds over every nation: cruel works Of many Wheels I view, wheel without wheel, with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I Shall Never Forget! Richard David Briggs	Dedicated to: The Armed Forces Military wreaths, earned crowns for our blessed laid to rest, Committed combatants, notable exploits, recalled...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In Exile Emma Lazarus	bare To evening's fan, and watch the smoke-wreaths coil Up from one's pipe-stem through the rayless air. So deem these unused tillers of the soil,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Interior of a Moorish Palace Letitia Elizabeth Landon	And bind ye wreaths to hang the room, The red pomegranate just in bloom, The tulip, with the purple glow, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Jack and Joan Thomas Campion	And deck her window with green boughs; She can wreaths and tutties make, And trim with plums a bridal...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Jack-In-The-Box James Whitcomb Riley	And watch the wreaths swoop up the flue, And chuckle--ay, I often do-- Seeing again, all vividly, Jack-in-the-box...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Jerusalem: I see the Four-fold Man, The Humanity in deadly sleep William Blake	In heavy wreaths folds over every nation: cruel works Of many Wheels I view, wheel without wheel, with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
La servante au grand coeur dont vous étiez jalouse (The Great-Hearted Servant of whom you were Jealous) Charles Baudelaire	replace the wreaths at their railing's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Latakia Thomas Bailey Aldrich	The curling wreaths like turbans seem Of silent slaves that come and go,— Or Viziers, packed with craft and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Licia Sonnets 52 Giles Fletcher The Elder	O wreaths too strong, and trammels made of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lines Written In Early Spring William Wordsworth	The periwinkle trailed its wreaths; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Loch-Duich Evan MacColl	The morning crowns you with wreaths of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)