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The Deserted. George W Sands	life's mystic rill We sit and ponder, watching for the dawn Of some yet unconceived, far-reaching thought, By...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Drovers John Greenleaf Whittier	Or, thronging close, from roadside rill, Or sunny lakelet,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dying Dragoman Mathilde Blind	In all those moving...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Effects of Spring on Nature James Thomson	See, how the lily drinks The latent rill, scarce oozing through the grass, In fair profusion,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Forest Sanctuary - Part II. Felicia Dorothea Hemans	Ever with that fresh rill, from its deep rocky...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Fountain John Greenleaf Whittier	That soft-flowing rill, Through its dark roots wreathed and bare, Gushing up to sun and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Fugitive Mary Darby Robinson	And by the music of a shallow rill Made ever chearful, now thou hast exchang'd For stranger woods and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Gods Of Greece Friedrich Schiller	The tears of Ceres swelled in yonder rill-- Tears shed for Proserpine to Hades borne; And, for her lost Adonis, yonder hill Heard...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Hand of Glory, : The Nurse's Story Richard Harris Barham	Save the ceaseless moan of the bubbling rill As it wells from the bosom of Tappington...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Hand Of Glory: The Nurse's Story Richard Harris Barham	Save the ceaseless moan of the bubbling rill As it wells from the bosom of Tappington...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Haunted Hazel James Bernard Dollard	For then like wavelets on a rill the pendent leaves flash brightly, And daisies nod in concert, round the column straight...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Hawkbit Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts	Along the roadside and the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Invitation to Selborne Gilbert White	Swell to a lake the scant, penurious rill; Extend the vista, raise the castle mound In antique taste, with turrets ivy-crown'd; O'er...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Kitten And Falling Leaves William Wordsworth	Save a little neighboring rill, That from out the rocky ground Strikes a solitary...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Knight's Song Lewis Carroll	He said 'I go my ways, And when I find a mountain-rill, I set it in a blaze; And thence they make a stuff they call Rowland's Macassar-Oil -- Yet...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lay of St. Odille Richard Harris Barham	-- over briar, brook, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lay of the Last Minstrel: Canto V. Sir Walter Scott	That mountains weep in crystal rill; That flowers in tears of balm distill; Through his lov'd groves that breezes sigh, And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Lord of the Isles: Canto I. Sir Walter Scott	Hoarser the wind, and deeper sounds the rill, Yet lingering notes of silvan music swell, The deep-toned cushat, and the redbreast shrill:...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Loves of the Angels Thomas Moore	Of sunset brightening rill and bower, Three noble youths conversing lay; And, as they lookt from time to time To the far...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Missionary - Canto Fifth William Lisle Bowles	A dripping rill its ceaseless murmur made: Masses of dim-discovered crags aloof, Hung, threatening, from the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Mountain Road Enid Derham	I caught from every rill that flowed A rapture of its...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Noble Moringer Sir Walter Scott	in fair Bohemian land outstretch'd beside a rill, High on the right a castle...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Norsemen ( From Narrative and Legendary Poems ) John Greenleaf Whittier	It arches o'er the valley's rill, And leans from cliff and crag to throw Its wild arms o'er the stream...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Onset Robert Frost	In water of a slender April rill That flashes tail through last year's withered brake And dead weeds, like a disappearing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Philanthropic Society William Lisle Bowles	Yet palely wandering o'er the distant rill; But when the hollow gust, slow rising, raves, And high the pine on yon lone summit waves,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)