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Monday In Whitsun-Week John Keble	The relics dear to thought, And wild-flower wreaths from side to side Their waving tracery hang, to hide What ruthless Time has...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
My Beloved Is Mine and I Am His Francis Quarles	With wreaths of grace he crowns my conquering brows; And I his temples with a crown of praise, Which he...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
My Gentle Harp Thomas Moore	When even the wreaths in which I dress thee Are sadly mix'd -- half flowers, half...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Night. An Epistle To Robert Lloyd. Charles Churchill	Let care with nobler wreaths their brows adorn: Gladly they toil beneath the statesman's pains, Give them but credit for...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Nippon Alfred Noyes	I saw the wreaths of incense Like little ghosts arise, From temples under Fuji, From Fuji to the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
November William Cullen Bryant	And the dark rocks whose summer wreaths are cast, And the blue Gentian flower, that, in the breeze, Nods lonely, of her beauteous...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
O D E, To a Lady on the Death of Colonel R O S S in the action of Fontenoy William Taylor Collins	Unseemly from his Sea-green Hair The Wreaths of chearful...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
O Captain! My Captain! Walt Whitman	10 For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths--for you the shores a-crowding; For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces...	Rate it (3.80 / 5 votes)
O Glorious France Edgar Lee Masters	Of daily labor, nor the crowns nor wreaths Of seventy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode at Magnolia Cemetery Henry Timrod	More proudly on these wreaths to-day, Than when some cannon-moulded pile Shall overlook this...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode for an Agricultural Celebration William Cullen Bryant	The plough with wreaths was crowned; The hands of kings and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode On The Present Times, 27th January 1795 Amelia Opie	And twine round fading wreaths, death's baleful...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode to Borrowdale Amelia Opie	Again upon the silver stream Waves in bright wreaths the noon-tide...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode to Health Mary Darby Robinson	Haste, my fev'rish temples bind With olive wreaths of em'rald hue Steep'd in morn's ethereal dew, Where in mild HELVETIA's shade, Blushing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode to M E R C Y William Taylor Collins	And hid'st in Wreaths of Flow'rs his bloodless...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode to Melancholy Mary Darby Robinson	With true-love wreaths, of deathless green, Her Lover's grave to strew; Her downcast Eye, no joy illumes, Nor on...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode to Naples Percy Bysshe Shelley	As in the sculptor’s thought; and there The wreaths of stony myrtle, ivy, and pine, Like winter leaves o’ergrown by moulded snow, Seemed only not...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode To The Departing Year Samuel Taylor Coleridge	Whose locks with wreaths, whose wreaths with glories...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode to Vanity Mary Darby Robinson	For what can trophied wreaths supply, To drown the desolating cry, That, o'er th' empurpled fields afar, Proclaims...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode:Sung on the. Occasion Of decorating the graves of the Confederate dead Henry Timrod	As proudly on these wreaths to-day, As when some cannon-moulded pile Shall overlook this...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Odes From Horace. - To Barine. Book The Second, Ode The Eighth. Anna Seward	With pomp, the votive wreaths are bound, In mockery of truth, Than lovelier grace thy faithless beauties shed; Thou com'st,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Odes From Horace. - To Leuconoe. Book The First, Ode The Eleventh. Anna Seward	Drop in our sight the paly wreaths of frost, Or this for us the last, that from the seas Hurls the loud flood on the resounding...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Old Times Ella Wheeler Wilcox	And "Summer" wreaths of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
On a Wet Day Franco Sacchetti	The wreaths of flowers are scattered on the ground, And still as, screaming, hustling, without rest, They...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
On My Birthday, July 21 Matthew Prior	They bring me music, wreaths, and mirth, And ask to celebrate my birth: Little,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)