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To A Mouse Robert Burns	Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An' weary winter comin fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To A Mouse, (The best Laid Schemes O' Mice An' Men) Robert Burns	Thou saw the fields laid bare an' wast, An' weary winter comin fast, An' cozie here beneath the blast Thou thought...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To a Mouse, on Turning Up Her Nest With the Plough Robert Burns	Thou saw the fields laid bare an' wast, An' weary winter comin fast, An' cozie here beneath the blast Thou thought...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To a Robin in November William Wilfred Campbell	In the hushed murmur of low dreaming fields Hung under heaven ’twixt dim blue and blue; Where the young Summer, purpled and pearled...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To A Skylark Percy Bysshe Shelley	What fields, or waves, or...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To an Athlete Dying Young Alfred Edward Housman	Smart lad, to slip betimes away From fields where glory does not stay And early though the laurel grows It withers quicker than the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Anna Three Years Old John Clare	And leave the crickets in the hearth For green fields' merry...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Autumn conductor	That softly whispers through the fields and farms And fills the air with sweet and spicy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To be in love with you. Heather Lydia Thornhill	To be in love with you is to free fall into vast fields with miles of untrodden roots and walk their paths through directions...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Captain H------D, Of The 65th Regiment Phillis Wheatley	The warrior's bosom in the fields of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Charles Cowden Clarke John Keats	Across the lawny fields, and pebbly water; To mark the time as they grow broad, and shorter; To feel the air that...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Count Carlo Pepoli Count Giacomo Leopardi	Nor fertile fields, nor sumptuous palaces, Nor purple robes, the race of man can...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Daisies Francis Thompson	The fields ye still inhabit whence My world-acquainted treading strays, The country where I did commence;...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Dr. Moore, Helen Maria Williams	A purple harvest on the sunny...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Dream of All the Possibilities Oscar Auliq-Ice	I long to feel the warmth of the sun, To run in fields and feel the grass undone, To see the world with fresh new eyes, And hear the birds sing in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Elsie William Carlos Williams	deer going by fields of goldenrod in the stifling heat of September Somehow it seems to destroy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Emma George Gordon Lord Byron	We lingering look a last...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Germany Charles Hamilton Sorley	But gropers both through fields of thought confined We stumble and we do not...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To His Dead Body Siegfried Sassoon	Up lonely, glimmering fields to find new day, Slow-rising, saintless, confident and kind— Dear, red-faced father God who...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To His Lady Edith Nesbit	The hedge is white with buds of May, The fields are green with Spring, Oh, give your bard a holiday: He does not want to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Hope Mathilde Blind	walls stood with a hungry stare, The golden cornfields, weighed down by their wealth, Sway to and fro; purling the brook flows on; And, like a bit of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Idleness Harriet Monroe	Now you will follow The flight of song through fields with daisies...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To James T. Fields John Greenleaf Whittier	Where sweet with flowers the fields...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Joanna William Wordsworth	Among the woods and fields, we love you well, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To John Nichol: Sonnets Algernon Charles Swinburne	Have led through fields diverse of flower and fruit Yet no cross wind has once relaxed the root We set long since...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)