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41
Love’s Blindness
Now do I know that Love is blind, for I ...
Alfred Austin
42
New Year's Day
JOYFUL, in Scotland's royal city, ...
John Dunmore Lang
43
P. K. In commendation of this worke
If Poets pens deserued prayse, ...
Roger Cotton
44
Sonnet XXXV. Parental Bereavement
I've lost my loved, my cherished little one, ...
Thomas Cogswell Upham
45
Somebody's Baby's Dead
A hearse all draped in mourning,With white plumes...
Madge Morris Wagner
46
To A Poet's Wife
Thou art indeed a happy one,And hast a charmed life,A...
James Avis Bartley
47
God's Best Gift
WHAT is the best a friend can beTo any soul, to you or me...
Lucy Larcom
48
Hunchback Girl: She Thinks Of Heaven
My Father, it is surely a blue place,And Straight. Right....
Gwendolyn Elizabeth Brooks
49
Tomorrow, Dear Departed One!
To-morrow, dear departed one! I'll seek thy lonely...
Mary Anne Browne
50
Love Sonnets Of An Office Boy
SHE'S got a dimple in her chin, and, ohHow soft and...
Samuel Ellsworth Kiser
51
Sappho's Death
Who is she, from whose haggard eyesThe deadly lightning...
Peter John Allan
52
Contentment Or Hints To Servants On The Present Scarcity
Dearly beloved Countrymen and Friends,Accept the verse an...
Christopher Anstey
53
Mrs. Merdle Doubts Paradise's Uneating Pleasure
Though Houris are handsome, though lovely the place--More...
Horatio Alger Jr
54
What Hard, Bright Spirit Sits Beyond The Stars
What hard, bright Spirit sits beyond the stars,On what...
Philip Henry Savage
55
Rhymes For The Times: I: 1865
This while I've been ettlin' to string a wheen rhymes...
Janet Hamilton
56
Clearing At Dawn
The fields are chill; the sparse rain has stopped;The...
Arthur Waley
57
Elegy XIX: Written in Spring, 1743
Again the labouring hind inverts the soil;Again the...
William Shenstone
58
Child's Song
THE King and the Queen were riding Upon a Summer's...
Kate Greenaway
59
His Answer To "Her Letter"
(REPORTED BY TRUTHFUL JAMES)Being asked by an intimate...
Francis Bret Harte
60
The Two Swans (A Fairy Tale)
IImmortal Imogen, crown'd queen aboveThe lilies of thy...
Thomas Hood

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