Bethanye608
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Love Armed Love in Fantastic Triumph sat, Whilst Bleeding Hearts around him flowed, For whom Fresh pains he did Create, And strange Tyrannic power he showed; From thy Bright Eyes he took his fire, Which round about, in sport he hurled; But ’twas from mine he... – *by Aphra Behn*	29 Views added 3 years ago	Rating
Things No One Knows Verse 1: overcome by the stink of mildewed wash, i have been three months behind in my rent for thirty years. my countrymen do not love me. even my lines have lines. we are getting old in a city where the old are invisible. i have nothing new to eat... – *by Banjo Paterson (Andrew Barton)*	6 Views added 3 years ago	Rating
Gloria Dear dead Victoria Rotted cosily; In excelsis gloria, And R. I. P. And her shroud was buttoned neat, And her bones were clean and round, And her soul was at her feet Like a bishop's marble... – *by Dorothy Parker*	24 Views added 3 years ago	Rating

Love in Fantastic Triumph sat,
Whilst Bleeding Hearts around him flowed,
For whom Fresh pains he did Create,
And strange Tyrannic power he showed;
From thy Bright Eyes he took his fire,
Which round about, in sport he hurled;
But ’twas from mine he...

– by Aphra Behn

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Things No One Knows

Verse 1:
overcome by the stink of mildewed wash, i have
been three months behind in my rent for thirty years. my
countrymen do not love me. even my lines have
lines. we are getting old in a city where the old are
invisible. i have nothing new to eat...

– by Banjo Paterson (Andrew Barton)

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added 3 years ago

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Gloria

Dear dead Victoria
Rotted cosily;
In excelsis gloria,
And R. I. P.

And her shroud was buttoned neat,
And her bones were clean and round,
And her soul was at her feet
Like a bishop's marble...

– by Dorothy Parker

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