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rest standing—they are too tired; Afar on arctic ice, the she-walrus lying drowsily, while her cubs play
returning home at evening—the musket-muzzles all bear bunches of flowers presented by women; Children at play—or
rest standing—they are too tired; Afar on arctic ice, the she-walrus lying drowsily, while her cubs play
returning home at evening—the musket-muzzles all bear bunches of flowers presented by women; Children at play—or
head; No more of soft astral, but dazzling and fierce, With war's flames, and the lambent lightnings playing
the praise of things, In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent, He sees eternity less like a play
head; No more of soft astral, but dazzling and fierce, With war's flames, and the lambent lightnings playing
the praise of things, In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent, He sees eternity less like a play
limitless, in vain I try to think how limitless, I do not doubt that the orbs and the systems of orbs play
limitless, in vain I try to think how limitless, I do not doubt that the orbs and the systems of orbs play
limitless—in vain I try to think how limitless; I do not doubt that the orbs, and the systems of orbs, play
I love to look on the Stars and Stripes, I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.
I love to look on the Stars and Stripes, I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.
I love to look on the stars and stripes—I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.
I love to look on the stars and stripes, I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.
cherished for them- selves themselves , They fill their hour, the dancers dance, the musi- cians musicians play
his own part, witty, sensitive to a slight, ready with life or death for a friend, fond of women, played
head, No more of soft astral, but dazzling and fierce, With war's flames and the lambent lightnings playing
the praise of things, In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent, He sees eternity less like a play
head, No more of soft astral, but dazzling and fierce, With war's flames and the lambent lightnings playing
the praise of things, In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent, He sees eternity less like a play
remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing
The most renown'd poems would be ashes, orations and plays would be vacuums.
defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, wedging in from the east, fiercely playing
Maryland have march'd forth to intercept the enemy; They are cut off—murderous artillery from the hills plays
defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, rounding in from the east, fiercely playing
march'd forth to inter- cept intercept the enemy, They are cut off, murderous artillery from the hills plays
defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, wedging in from the east, fiercely playing
Maryland have march'd forth to intercept the enemy; They are cut off—murderous artillery from the hills plays
defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, rounding in from the east, fiercely playing
march'd forth to inter- cept intercept the enemy, They are cut off, murderous artillery from the hills plays
These are not to be cherished for themselves, They fill their hour, the dancers dance, the musicians play
13* The most renowned poems would be ashes, orations and plays would be vacuums.
rest standing—they are too tired; Afar on arctic ice, the she-walrus lying drowsily, while her cubs play
returning home at evening—the musket-muzzles all bear bunches of flowers presented by women; Children at play—or
the praise of things, In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent, He sees eternity less like a play
Let priests still play at immortality! Let Death be inaugurated!
How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!
The passionate teeming plays this curtain hid!)
The passionate teeming plays this curtain hid!)
up here, soul, soul; Come up here, dear little child, To fly in the clouds and winds with me, and play
I love to look on the Stars and Stripes, I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.
That you are here—that life exists and identity, That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute
I love to look on the Stars and Stripes, I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.
That you are here—that life exists and identity, That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute
remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing
remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing
remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing
or remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is play
- ing playing within me.
or remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is play
- ing playing within me.
the praise of things, In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent, He sees eternity less like a play
These are not to be cherished for themselves, They fill their hour, the dancers dance, the musicians play
13* The most renowned poems would be ashes, orations and plays would be vacuums.
Let priests still play at immortality! Let Death be inaugurated!
How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!
again, Amorous, mature—all beautiful to me—all wondrous; My limbs, and the quivering fire that ever plays
under-hold, the hair rumpled over and blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play
what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed; Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play
, He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate—he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done; I will play
again, Amorous, mature—all beautiful to me—all wondrous; My limbs, and the quivering fire that ever plays
under-hold, the hair rumpled over and blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play
what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed; Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play
, He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate—he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done; I will play
again, Amorous, mature, all beautiful to me, all wondrous, My limbs and the quivering fire that ever plays
hair rumpled over and blind- ing blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play
what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed, Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play
He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate, he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done, I will play
again, Amorous, mature, all beautiful to me, all wondrous, My limbs and the quivering fire that ever plays
hair rumpled over and blind- ing blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play
what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed, Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play
He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate, he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done, I will play
defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, wedging in from the east, fiercely playing
Maryland have march'd forth to intercept the enemy; They are cut off—murderous artillery from the hills plays
up here, soul, soul, Come up here, dear little child, To fly in the clouds and winds with me, and play
defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, rounding in from the east, fiercely playing
march'd forth to inter- cept intercept the enemy, They are cut off, murderous artillery from the hills plays
up here, soul, soul, Come up here, dear little child, To fly in the clouds and winds with me, and play
defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, rounding in from the east, fiercely playing
march'd forth to inter- cept intercept the enemy, They are cut off, murderous artillery from the hills plays
Amorous, mature—all beautiful to me—all won- drous wondrous , My limbs, and the quivering fire that ever plays
under-hold, the hair rumpled over and blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play
what was expected of heaven or feared of hell, are now consumed, Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play
, He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate—he shall be one condemned by others for deeds done; I will play
Around the idea of thee the strange sad war revolv- ing revolving , With all its angry and vehement play
Around the idea of thee the war revolving, With all its angry and vehement play of causes, (With vast
Around the idea of thee the war revolving, With all its angry and vehement play of causes, (With vast
limitless—in vain I try to think how limitless; I do not doubt that the orbs, and the systems of orbs, play
the openings, and the pink turf, Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white, and gold—the play