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- Maid of Astolat
- Thinking of pushing the boat out as my love for Lancelot is alas, unrequited. ;-)
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Black Pride Muhammad Ali I woke up this morning feeling good and black. I got out my black bed; I put on my black robe, played all my best b... -
Trees in the Garden D H Lawrence Ah in the thunder air how still the trees are! And the lime-tree, lovely and tall, every leaf silent ... -
In The Highlands Robert Louis Stevenson In the highlands, in the country places, Where the old plain men have rosy faces, ... -
Infinitely Emile Verhaeren The hounds of despair, the hounds of the autumnal wind, Gnaw with their howling the black echoes of evenings. Th... -
‘We knew immediately...’ Felix Dennis We knew immediately. A wide-eyed look... I searched your eyes and knew what was in mine: An invitation... -
Mismet Thomas Hardy He was leaning by a face, He was looking into eyes, And he knew a trysting-place, And he heard seductive sighs;... -
The Slow Migration Of Glaciers Jewel Kilcher The slow migration of glaciers unfolding through the centuries their heavy wing burdened... -
Finis Walter Savage Landor I strove with none, for none was worth my strife. Nature I loved and, next to Nature, Art: I warm'd both...
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The Evening Comes Matthew Arnold The evening comes, the fields are still. The tinkle of the thirsty rill, Unheard all day, ascends aga...
