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Earth's Answer By Earth rais'd up her head, From the darkness dread & drear. Her light fled: Stony dread! And her locks cover'd with grey despair.
By Mohsin5 years ago in Poets
A LITTLE BOY LOST by ‘Nought loves another as itself, Nor venerates another so, Nor is it possible to thought A greater than itself to know.
A DREAM by Once a dream did weave a shade O’er my angel-guarded bed, That an emmet lost its way Where on grass methought I lay.
If b If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
