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P. K. In commendation of this worke
If Poets pens deserued prayse, ...
Roger Cotton
22
Sonnet XXXV. Parental Bereavement
I've lost my loved, my cherished little one, ...
Thomas Cogswell Upham
23
Somebody's Baby's Dead
A hearse all draped in mourning,With white plumes...
Madge Morris Wagner
24
To A Poet's Wife
Thou art indeed a happy one,And hast a charmed life,A...
James Avis Bartley
25
God's Best Gift
WHAT is the best a friend can beTo any soul, to you or me...
Lucy Larcom
26
Hunchback Girl: She Thinks Of Heaven
My Father, it is surely a blue place,And Straight. Right....
Gwendolyn Elizabeth Brooks
27
Tomorrow, Dear Departed One!
To-morrow, dear departed one! I'll seek thy lonely...
Mary Anne Browne
28
Love Sonnets Of An Office Boy
SHE'S got a dimple in her chin, and, ohHow soft and...
Samuel Ellsworth Kiser
29
Sappho's Death
Who is she, from whose haggard eyesThe deadly lightning...
Peter John Allan
30
Contentment Or Hints To Servants On The Present Scarcity
Dearly beloved Countrymen and Friends,Accept the verse an...
Christopher Anstey
31
Mrs. Merdle Doubts Paradise's Uneating Pleasure
Though Houris are handsome, though lovely the place--More...
Horatio Alger Jr
32
What Hard, Bright Spirit Sits Beyond The Stars
What hard, bright Spirit sits beyond the stars,On what...
Philip Henry Savage
33
Rhymes For The Times: I: 1865
This while I've been ettlin' to string a wheen rhymes...
Janet Hamilton
34
Clearing At Dawn
The fields are chill; the sparse rain has stopped;The...
Arthur Waley
35
Elegy XIX: Written in Spring, 1743
Again the labouring hind inverts the soil;Again the...
William Shenstone
36
Child's Song
THE King and the Queen were riding Upon a Summer's...
Kate Greenaway
37
His Answer To "Her Letter"
(REPORTED BY TRUTHFUL JAMES)Being asked by an intimate...
Francis Bret Harte
38
The Two Swans (A Fairy Tale)
IImmortal Imogen, crown'd queen aboveThe lilies of thy...
Thomas Hood
39
Christmas Chimes
Once more the merry Christmas bells,Are ringing far and...
Alfred Castner King
40
Life's Burying-Ground
My graveyard holds no once-loved human forms,Grown...
Rose Hawthorne Lathrop

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