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Aftermath, The  (by: Calvin Hart)
We've all seen pictures on the news,
And some of us first hand,
Of the death, devastation, and destruction,
That a storm can bring to the land.
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At Castle Wood  (by: Emily Bronte (1818 - 1848))
Dark falls the fear of this despair
On spirits born of happiness;
But I was bred the mate of care,
The foster-child of sore distress.
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Baby Asleep After Pain, A  (by: D.H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930))
As a drenched, drowned bee
Hangs numb and heavy from a bending flower...
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Ballad Of London, A  (by: Richard Le Gallienne (1866-1947))
Ah, London! London! our delight,
Great flower that opens but at night,
Great City of the midnight sun,
Whose day begins when day is done.
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Bell, The  (by: Lisa G. Leming)
Listen, listen for to hear
My little bell that rings so clear
You must stay very far away
And give me lots of room today...
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Sorrow in Life Poems Books

Broken Dreams  (by: Lisa G. Leming)
Nothing in the world it seems
Shatters like a broken dream
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Challenge Of the Guns, The  (by: A. N. Field)
By day, by night, along the lines their dull boom rings,
And that reverberating roar its challenge flings.
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Cry Out Of The Children, The  (by: Elizabeth Barret Browning (1806 - 1861))
And well may the children weep before you!
They are weary ere they run;
They have never seen the sunshine, nor the glory
Which is brighter than the sun.
They know the grief of man, without its wisdom...
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Daughter of Eve, A  (by: Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830 - 1894))
A fool I was to sleep at noon,
And wake when night is chilly
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Daughter Of Eve, A  (by: Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830 - 1894))
A fool I was to sleep at noon,
And wake when night is chilly
Beneath the comfortless cold moon;
A fool to pluck my rose too soon...
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