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The Twins

© James Whitcomb Riley

One 's the pictur' of his Pa,
  And the _other_ of her Ma--
  Jes the bossest pair o' babies 'at a mortal ever saw!
  And we love 'em as the bees
  Loves the blossoms of the trees,
  A-ridin' and a-rompin' in the breeze!

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owl power

© Rg Gregory

the bird was cherished by minerva
hebrews loathed it as unclean
buddhists treasure its seclusion
elsewhere night-hag evil omen

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sam swill

© Rg Gregory

sam swill
took a pill
went blue
ate stew

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A Story Of Doom: Book VI.

© Jean Ingelow

  "Now to-day
One cometh, yea, an harmless man, a fool,
Who boasts he hath a message from our God,
And lest that you, for bravery of heart
And stoutness, being angered with his prate,
Should lift a hand, and kill him, I am here."

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Autumn Evenings

© Edgar Albert Guest

Apples on the table an' the grate-fire blazin' high,
Oh, I'm sure the whole world hasn't any happier man than I;
The Mother sittin' mendin' little stockin's, toe an' knee,
An' tellin' all that's happened through the busy day to me:
Oh, I don't know how to say it, but these cosy autumn nights
Seem to glow with true contentment an' a thousand real delights.

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Two An’ Two

© William Barnes

The zun, O Jessie, while his feäce do rise

  In vi'ry skies, a-sheddèn out his light

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a koestler on the human brain

© Rg Gregory

the man and the horse and the crocodile
lay down on the couch togetherthe man said
this isn't going to workthe horse neighed
i love youthe crocodile

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convolvulus-age

© Rg Gregory

up the ladder and round the bend
age spirals like a convolvulus
its bells break into the light
catching breath with their beauty
but how in the sightless earth
its roots work to a wise agenda

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in search of milk and paradise

© Rg Gregory

puddles idle in
the dips of surfaces
neglected for decades

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On Dr. Brown's Death

© Thomas Parnell

I.

Alas will nothing do,

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from the Ansty Experience

© Rg Gregory

(a)
they seek to celebrate the word
not to bring their knives out on a poem
dissecting it to find a heart

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Orlando Furioso Canto 23

© Ludovico Ariosto

ARGUMENT

Astolpho soars in air. Upon account

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"Mylo Jones's Wife"

© James Whitcomb Riley

"Mylo Jones's wife" was all

I heerd, mighty near, last Fall--

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Experience

© Jane Taylor

--A COSTLY good ; that none e'er bought or sold
For gem, or pearl, or miser's store, twice told :
Save certain watery pearls, possessed by all,
Which, one by one, may buy it as they fall.
Of these, though precious, few will not suffice,
So slow the traffic, and so large the price !

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Abolition Of Slavery In The District Of Columbia, 1862

© John Greenleaf Whittier

When first I saw our banner wave

  Above the nation's council-hall,

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we say

© Rg Gregory

we say blame the teachers
don't we send our young to school
to be taught the simple rules
for decent public-spirited behaviour

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Of The Nature Of Things: Book I - Part 01 - Proem

© Lucretius

Mother of Rome, delight of Gods and men,

Dear Venus that beneath the gliding stars

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Only A Dream

© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

METHOUGHT I saw thee yesternight
Sit by me in the olden guise,
The white robes and the pain foregone,
Weaving instead of amaranth crown
A web of mortal dyes.

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The Grave

© Robert Blair

While some affect the sun, and some the shade,
Some flee the city, some the hermitage;
Their aims as various, as the roads they take
In journeying through life;—the task be mine,

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Oxford

© Lionel Pigot Johnson

  OVER, the four long years! And now there rings
  One voice of freedom and regret: Farewell!
  Now old remembrance sorrows, and now sings:
  But song from sorrow, now, I cannot tell.