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To a Gentleman and Lady on the Death of the Lady's Brother and Sister

© Phillis Wheatley

But, Madam, let your grief be laid aside,
And let the fountain of your tears be dry'd,
In vain they flow to wet the dusty plain,
Your sighs are wafted to the skies in vain,
Your pains they witness, but they can no more,
While Death reigns tyrant o'er this mortal shore.

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The Emigrants: Book I

© Charlotte Turner Smith

Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of

Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.

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Alfred Lord Tennyson - The Coming Of Arthur

© Alfred Tennyson

Leodogran, the King of Cameliard,
Had one fair daughter, and none other child;
And she was the fairest of all flesh on earth,
Guinevere, and in her his one delight.

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Astrophel and Stella

© Sir Philip Sidney


Doubt you to whom my Muse these notes entendeth,
Which now my breast, surcharg'd, to musick lendeth!
To you, to you, all song of praise is due,
Only in you my song begins and endeth.

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A Sincere Man Am I

© José Martí

A sincere man am I
From the land where palm trees grow,
And I want before I die
My soul's verses to bestow.

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An A.b.c

© Geoffrey Chaucer

AN A.B.C.
Here begins the song according to the order of the
letters of the alphabet

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4. Song-In the Character of a Ruined Farmer

© Robert Burns

THE SUN he is sunk in the west,
All creatures retir?d to rest,
While here I sit, all sore beset,
With sorrow, grief, and woe:
And it’s O, fickle Fortune, O!

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340. Song-Thou Fair Eliza

© Robert Burns

TURN again, thou fair Eliza!

Ae kind blink before we part;

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The Prelude: Book 2: School-time (Continued)

© William Wordsworth

Thus far, O Friend! have we, though leaving muchUnvisited, endeavour'd to retraceMy life through its first years, and measured backThe way I travell'd when I first beganTo love the woods and fields; the passion yetWas in its birth, sustain'd, as might befal,By nourishment that came unsought, for still,From week to week, from month to month, we liv'dA round of tumult: duly were our gamesProlong'd in summer till the day-light fail'd;No chair remain'd before the doors, the benchAnd threshold steps were empty; fast asleepThe Labourer, and the old Man who had sate,A later lingerer, yet the revelryContinued, and the loud uproar: at last,When all the ground was dark, and the huge cloudsWere edged with twinkling stars, to bed we went,With weary joints, and with a beating mind

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Dion

© William Wordsworth

See Plutarch.

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To her Sister Mistress A. B.

© Isabella Whitney

Because I to my brethern wrote and to my sisters two:Good sister Anne, you this might wote, if so I should not doTo you, or ere I parted hence,You vainly had bestowed expence.

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Albion's England

© William Warner

The Brutons thus departed hence, seven kingdoms here begun,--Where diversely in divers broils the Saxons lost and won,--King Edel and king Adelbright in Diria jointly reign;In loyal concord during life these kingly friends remain

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A Poem, Addressed to the Lord Privy Seal, on the Prospect of Peace

© Thomas Tickell

To The Lord Privy SealContending kings, and fields of death, too long,Have been the subject of the British song

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The Lake

© Thorley Wilfred Charles

Thus ever drawn toward far shores uncharted, Into eternal darkness borne away,May we not ever on Time's sea, unthwarted, Cast anchor for a day?

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Battle of Brunanburh

© Alfred Tennyson

Constantinus, King of the Scots, after having sworn allegiance to Athelstan, allied himself with the Danes of Ireland under Anlaf, and invading England, was defeated by Athelstan and his brother Edmund with great slaughter at Brunanburh in the year 937