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• The Moon upon her fluent Route

  The Moon upon her fluent Route / Defiant of a Road — / The Star's Etruscan Argument …

• The Moon was but a Chin of Gold

  The Moon was but a Chin of Gold / A Night or two ago — / And now she turns Her perfect Face …

• The Morning after Woe —

  The Morning after Woe — / 'Tis frequently the Way — / Surpasses all that rose before — …

• The Morning-Glory

  We wreathed about our darling’s head / The morning-glory bright; / Her little face looked out beneath, …

  by Maria White Lowell

• The morns are meeker than they were —

  The morns are meeker than they were — / The nuts are getting brown — / The berry's cheek is plumper — …

• The Moss Rose

  Anonymous translation from the German / THE ANGEL of the flowers, one day, / Beneath a rose-tree sleeping lay,— …

  by Friedrich Adolf Krummacher

• The Moss supplicateth for the Poet

  Though i am humble, slight me not, / But love me for the Poet’s sake; / Forget me not till he ’s forgot, …

  by Richard Henry Dana

• The most important population

  The most important population / Unnoticed dwell, / They have a heaven each instant …

• The most pathetic thing I do

  The most pathetic thing I do / Is play I hear from you — / I make believe until my Heart …

• The most triumphant Bird I ever knew or met

  The most triumphant Bird I ever knew or met / Embarked upon a twig today / And till Dominion set …

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