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The Borough. Letter IV: Sects And Professions In Religion

© George Crabbe

"SECTS in Religion?"--Yes of every race

We nurse some portion in our favour'd place;

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The Chronicle

© Abraham Cowley

Martha soon did it resign
  To the beauteous Catharine.
  Beauteous Catharine gave place
(Though loth and angry she to part
With the possession of my heart)
  To Eliza's conquering face.

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The Task: Book VI. -- The Winter Walk at Noon

© William Cowper

There is in souls a sympathy with sounds;

And as the mind is pitch’d the ear is pleased

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Metamorphoses: Book The Second

© Ovid

 The End of the Second Book.

 Translated into English verse under the direction of
 Sir Samuel Garth by John Dryden, Alexander Pope, Joseph Addison,
 William Congreve and other eminent hands

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Muiopotmos, Or The Fate Of The Butterflie

© Edmund Spenser

I SING of deadly dolorous debate,

Stir'd vp through wrathfull Nemesis despight,

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Aeneid

© Virgil

THE ARGUMENT.- Turnus takes advantage of AEneas's absence,
fires some of his ships (which are transformed into sea nymphs),
and assaults his camp. The Trojans, reduc'd to the last extremities,
send Nisus and Euryalus to recall AEneas; which furnishes the
poet with that admirable episode of their friendship, generosity, and
the conclusion of their adventures.

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'Look At The Clock!' : Patty Morgan The Milkmaid's Story

© Richard Harris Barham

And 'still on each evening when pleasure fills up,'
At the old Goat-in-Boots, with Metheglin, each cup,
Mr Pryce, if he's there,
Will get into 'the Chair,'

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My Old Palette

© Christopher Pearse Cranch

Many a year has fled away
Since this old palette was new,
As may be seen by the spots of green
And yellow and red and blue.

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Aunt Sally Speaks

© Kenneth Allott

Who have been educated out of naive responses,
The hoodoo of love, the cinderella of class
Knowing that everywhere man has the same clock face,
the same moody defences

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Five Critcisms

© Alfred Noyes

Old Pantaloon, lean-witted, dour and rich,
  After grim years of soul-destroying greed,
Weds Columbine, that April-blooded witch
  "Too young" to know that gold was not her need.

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Vision Of Columbus - Book 5

© Joel Barlow

Columbus hail'd them with a father's smile,

Fruits of his cares and children of his toil;

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The Corsair

© George Gordon Byron

  1.
'Deep in my soul that tender secret dwells,
  Lonely and lost to light for evermore,
Save when to thine my heart responsive swells,
  Then trembles into silence as before

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To The Memory Of The Right Honourable Lord Talbot, Late Chancellor Of Great Britain. Addressed To Hi

© James Thomson

While with the public, you, my Lord, lament

A friend and father lost; permit the muse,

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Thou Shalt Not Kill

© Kenneth Rexroth


Harry who didn’t care at all?
Hart who went back to the sea?
  Timor mortis conturbat me.

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The Unattained

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

A vision beauteous as the morn,

  With heavenly eyes and tresses streaming,

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Thespis: Act I

© William Schwenck Gilbert

Jupiter, Aged Diety
Apollo, Aged Diety
Mars, Aged Diety
Diana, Aged Diety
Mercury

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Hepaticas

© Madison Julius Cawein

In the frail hepaticas,-
That the early Springtide tossed,
Sapphire-like, along the ways
Of the woodlands that she crossed,-
I behold, with other eyes,
Footprints of a dream that flies.

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On Cutting Down The Thorn At Market-Hill

© Jonathan Swift

At Market-Hill, as well appears
  By chronicle of ancient date,
There stood for many hundred years
  A spacious thorn before the gate.

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To Edward Dowden: On Receiving From Him A Copy Of "The Life Of Shelley"

© William Watson

First, ere I slake my hunger, let me thank

The giver of the feast. For feast it is,

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The Old Kings

© Margaret Widdemer

All of the Old Kings

Are wakened from their sleep,