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The Dancers: (During A Great Battle, 1916)

© Dame Edith Sitwell

The floors are slippery with blood:
The world gyrates too. God is good
That while His wind blows out the light
For those who hourly die for is –
We still can dance each night.

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The Pastime of Pleasure: Of dysposycyon the II. parte of rethoryke - (til line 1456)

© Stephen Hawes

The seconde parte of crafty rethoryke
Maye well be called dysposycyon
822 That doth so hyghe mater aromatytyke
823 Adowne dystyll / by consolacyon

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The Last Survivor

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

YES! the vacant chairs tell sadly we are going, going fast,
And the thought comes strangely o'er me, who will live to be the last?
When the twentieth century's sunbeams climb the far-off eastern hill,
With his ninety winters burdened, will he greet the morning still?

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The Furnace Door

© Edgar Albert Guest

My father is a peaceful man;

He tries in every way he can

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A Mammon-Marriage

© George MacDonald

The croak of a raven hoar!
A dog's howl, kennel-tied!
Loud shuts the carriage-door:
The two are away on their ghastly ride
To Death's salt shore!

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All Ashore!

© Henry Lawson

The rattling ‘donkey’ ceases,
The bell says we must part,
You long slab of good-nature,
And poetry and art!

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Addressed To Miss Macartney, Afterwards Mrs. Greville, On Reading The Prayer For Indifference

© William Cowper

And dwells there in a female heart,
By bounteous heaven design'd
The choicest raptures to impact,
To feel the most refined;

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Bahut Kathin Hai

© Amir Khusro

Bahut Kathin hai dagar panghat ki,
Kaisay main bhar laaun madhva say matki?
Paniya bharan ko main jo gayi thi,
Daud jhapat mori matki patki.

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Satyr X. Colin

© Thomas Parnell

Divine Orinda now my labours crown
& if my voice or harp have glory won
Thine was the influence thine the glory be
Thee Colin loves & loves thy sex for thee

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Sonnet XLII. To G. W. C. August 1, 1846.

© Christopher Pearse Cranch

THE day so long remembered comes again.
The years have vanished. On the vessel's deck
We stand and wave adieux, until a speck
Our bark appears to friends whose eyes would fain

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Week-End

© Harold Monro

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The train! The twleve o'clock for paradise.
  Hurry, or it will try to creep away.
Out in the country every one is wise:

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Anacreon: Ode 9

© Samuel Johnson

Lovely courier of the sky,

Whence and whither dost thou fly?

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Peruvian Tales: Alzira, Tale II

© Helen Maria Williams

PIZARRO lands with the Forces-His meeting with ATALIBA -Its un-
happy consequences-ZORAI dies-ATALIBA imprisoned, and strangled
-Despair of ALZIRA .

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Drinking Song

© James Kenneth Stephen

There are people, I know, to be found,
 Who say, and apparently think,
That sorrow and care may be drowned
 By a timely consumption of drink.

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Sonnet 93: Oh Fate, Oh Fault

© Sir Philip Sidney

Oh fate, oh fault, oh curse, child of my bliss,
What sobs can give words grace my grief to show?
What ink is black enough to paint my woe?
Through me, wretch me, ev'n Stella vexed is.

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By The Bridge

© Arthur Wentworth Hamilton Eaton

WITH subtlest mimicry of wave and tide,
Of ocean storm, and current setting free,
Here by the bridge the river deep and wide,
Swaying the reeds along its muddy marge,
Speeds to the wharf the dusky coaling-barge
And dreams itself a commerce-quickening sea.

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An Epistle To William Hogarth

© Charles Churchill

Amongst the sons of men how few are known

Who dare be just to merit not their own!

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The Four Points

© Rudyard Kipling

Ere stopping or turning, to put forth a hande


Is a charm that thy daies may be long in the land.

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Ho! Everyone That Thirsts, Draw Nigh

© Charles Wesley

Ho! every one that thirsts, draw nigh!
('Tis God invites the fallen race)
Mercy and free salvation buy;
Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace.

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At Breakfast Time

© Edgar Albert Guest

My Pa he eats his breakfast
  in a funny sort of way:
We hardly ever see him
  at the first meal of the day.