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Amours De Voyage, Canto V

© Arthur Hugh Clough

Pisa, they say they think, and so I follow to Pisa,
Hither and thither inquiring. I weary of making inquiries.
I am ashamed, I declare, of asking people about it.-
Who are your friends? You said you had friends who would certainly know them.

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Invocation to the Echo of a Sea-shell

© Alaric Alexander Watts

Murmurings from within
Were heard, sonorous cadences, whereby
To his belief the monitor expressed
Mysterious union with its native sea. ~ WORDSWORTH.

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Eleventh Sunday After Trinity

© John Keble

Is this a time to plant and build,
Add house to house, and field to field,
When round our walls the battle lowers,
When mines are hid beneath our towers,
And watchful foes are stealing round
To search and spoil the holy ground?

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Rokeby: Canto III.

© Sir Walter Scott

  CHORUS.
  "O, Brignall banks are fresh and fair,
 And Greta woods are green;
  I'd rather rove with Edmund there,
 Than reign our English queen."

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The Heroic Enthusiasts - Part The First =First Dialogue.=

© Giordano Bruno


TANS. The enthusiasms most suitable to be first brought forward and
considered are those that I now place before you in the order that seems
to me most fitting.

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Distichs

© John Hay

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Wisely a woman prefers to a lover a man who neglects her.

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Uncle Mart's Poem

© James Whitcomb Riley

THE OLD SNOW-MAN

Ho! the old Snow-Man

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The Lucky Ones

© Charles Bukowski

stuck in the rain on the freeway, 6:15 p.m.,
these are the lucky ones, these are the
dutifully employed, most with their radios on as loud
as possible as they try not to think or remember.

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An Incindent At Pisa

© Richard Monckton Milnes

``From the common burial--ground
Mark'd by some peculiar bound,
Beppo! who are these that lie
Like one numerous family?''

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Take Home A Smile

© Edgar Albert Guest

Take home a smile; forget the petty cares,
The dull, grim grind of all the day's affairs;
The day is done, come be yourself awhile:
To-night, to those who wait, take home a smile.

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The Shepherd's Calendar - October

© John Clare

Nature now spreads around in dreary hue

A pall to cover all that summer knew

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The Drovers

© John Greenleaf Whittier

THROUGH heat and cold, and shower and sun,
Still onward cheerly driving!
There's life alone in duty done,
And rest alone in striving.

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A Walk By Moonlight

© Henry Louis Vivian Derozio

I had been out to see a friend 
  With whom I others saw: 
Like minds to like minds ever tend - 
  An universal law.

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The Ballad of the Cars

© Rudyard Kipling

"Now this is the price of a stirrup-cup,"
  The kneeling doctor said.
And syne he bade them take him up,
  For he saw that the man was dead.

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The Average Man

© George Essex Evans

His hat looks worn, and his coat-sleeves shine,

As I see him step from his ’bus at nine;

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Benjamin Peirce

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

FOR him the Architect of all
Unroofed our planet's starlit hall;
Through voids unknown to worlds unseen
His clearer vision rose serene.

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The Melbourne International Exhibition

© Henry Kendall

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Brothers from far-away lands,

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An Indian Mother About to Destroy Her Child

© James Montgomery



Awhile she lay all passive to the touch

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The Wind Of Winter

© Madison Julius Cawein

The Winter Wind, the wind of death,
Who knocked upon my door,
Now through the keyhole entereth,
Invisible and hoar:
He breathes around his icy breath
And treads the flickering floor.