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East London by Matthew Arnold

'Twas August, and the fierce sun overhead Smote on the squalid streets of Bethnal Green,

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Hayeswater by Matthew Arnold

A region desolate and wild. Black, chafing water: and afloat,

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Self-Dependence by Matthew Arnold

Weary of myself, and sick of asking What I am, and what I ought to be,

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A Wish by Matthew Arnold

I ask not that my bed of death From bands of greedy heirs be free;

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Apollo Musagetes by Matthew Arnold

Through the black, rushing smoke-bursts, Thick breaks the red flame;

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Philomela by Matthew Arnold

Hark! ah, the nightingale-- The tawny-throated!

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Bacchanalia by Matthew Arnold

The evening comes, the fields are still. The tinkle of the thirsty rill,

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Buried Life, The by Matthew Arnold

Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet!

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The Last Word by Matthew Arnold

Creep into thy narrow bed, Creep, and let no more be said!

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Consolation by Matthew Arnold

Mist clogs the sunshine. Smoky dwarf houses

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Longing by Matthew Arnold

Come to me in my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again!

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The Buried Life by Matthew Arnold

Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet!

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Isolation: To Marguerite by Matthew Arnold

We were apart; yet, day by day, I bade my heart more constant be.

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Quiet Work by Matthew Arnold

One lesson, Nature, let me learn of thee, One lesson which in every wind is blown,

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Memorial Verses by Matthew Arnold

Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece, Long since, saw Byron's struggle cease.

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The Future by Matthew Arnold

A wanderer is man from his birth. He was born in a ship

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Shakespeare by Matthew Arnold

Others abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask--thou smilest and art still,

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The Song of Callicles by Matthew Arnold

Through the black, rushing smoke-bursts, Thick breaks the red flame.

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To a Republican Friend by Matthew Arnold

God knows it, I am with you. If to prize Those virtues, priz'd and practis'd by too few,

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Rugby Chapel by Matthew Arnold

Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field

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