Poems begining by M

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Manfred: Incantation

© George Gordon Byron

When the moon is on the wave, And the glow-worm in the grass,And the meteor on the grave, And the wisp on the morass;When the falling stars are shooting,And the answer'd owls are hooting,And the silent leaves are stillIn the shadow of the hill,Shall my soul be upon thine,With a power and with a sign

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My Garden

© Brown Thomas Edward

A garden is a lovesome thing, God wot! Rose plot, Fringed pool,Ferned grot-- The veriest school Of peace; and yet the foolContends that God is not--Not God! in gardens! when the eve is cool? Nay, but I have a sign; 'Tis very sure God walks in mine

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Métis

© Blodgett E. D.

Speak the great names: Fort Qu'Appelle,St Isidore de Bellevue, Grand Coteau,Batoche, Fort Walsh, Frog Lake and Cut Knife Hill,Seven Oaks and the rest of Rupert's Land,and say what lies there between: bonesthe wind gives back, bones of buffalo, bonesof the hunters, bones of Blackfoot, Cree and Blood,the prairie piled white with hunts, allbone brothers under sun

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My Mother Dwindles ...

© Margaret Atwood

My mother dwindles and dwindlesand lives and lives

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My Lefe ys Faren in a Lond

© Anonymous

And for your love evermore wepyng I syng thys song ...

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My Friend Judge not me

© Anonymous

My friend iudge not me,Thou seest I iudge not thee:Betwixt the stirrop and the ground,Mercy I askt, mercy I found.

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Midnight Special

© Anonymous

If you evah go to Houston,You better walk right;You better not gambleAnd you better not fight

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May no Man Slepe in youre Halle

© Anonymous

May no man slepe in youre halle For dogges, Madame, For dogges, Madame, But gyf he haue a tent of xv ynche With twey clogges To dryue awey the dogges, Madame

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Mary Hamilton

© Anonymous

Word 's gane to the kitchen, And word 's gane to the ha,That Marie Hamilton gangs wi bairn To the hichest Stewart of a'.

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Make we Mery bothe More and Lasse

© Anonymous

Make we mery bothe more and lasse,For now is the tyme of Crystmas.

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Maiden in the Mor Lay

© Anonymous

Maiden in the mor lay,In the mor lay, Seuenyst fulle, seuenyst fulle.Maiden in the moor lay,In the mor lay, Seuenistes fulle ant a day.

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Madrigal

© Anonymous

My Loue in her Attyre doth shew her witt, It doth so well become her:For eu'ry season she hath dressings fitt, For Winter, Spring, and Summer

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Mademoiselle from Armentières

© Anonymous

VERSION ##1.2Mademoiselle from Armentières, Parley-voo?1.3Mademoiselle from Armentières,1.4She hasn't been kissed in forty years,1.5Hinky, dinky, parley-voo.

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Mosquitoes

© Anderson Robert Thompson

My eyes in slumber tightly close, Most welcome is the night's repose; No troubled thoughts my sleep condemn; And yet I hear the hum of 'M-- Mosquitoes.

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Maker of Heaven and Earth

© Cecil Frances Alexander

All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small,All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all.

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Melanie says flowers (#5)

© Agnew Wendy Jane

Melanie says flowerswere the first onesto think of doing it

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Mandelstam -- A Biography

© Aaron Rafi

Do not begin with a date of birth

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My Love is Young

© Earle Birney

my love is young & i am oldshe'll need a new man soonbut still we wake to clip and talkto laugh as oneto eat and walkbeneath our thirteen-year-old moon