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Desolation.


And comfort all desolate lambs - Willis Boyd Allen "A Christmas Pastoral"

The desolate tracks of the soul - Cora C. Bass "Do Not Say That the World Is Cold"

When the keen mildew desolates the field - James Beattie "The Triumph of Melancholy"

Above the place where I lie desolate - Arna Bontemps "Nocturne at Bethesda"

Her hunger of desolate passion - Elizabeth Bridges "Sonnets from Hafez & Other Verses 10"

And sheeted in a desolate plain - Robert Bridges "I Never Shall Love the Snow Again"

My soul is a great plain made desolate - Skipwith Cannell "The Coming of Night"

Desolate pools and marshes deadly - Walter Richard Cassels "The Bittern"

Clasp and beat wild, desolate hands - Ida Coolbrith "California"

Dayspring of the desolate - Benjamin Copeland "Gold, and Frankincense, and Myrrh"

And love shall now go desolate - John Drinkwater "Plough"

The correct color for desolate - Stephen Dunn "The Obsession"

Sank quenched and desolate - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: IX. The Newest Believer"

Till triumph shall find them desolate - "For the Hour of Triumph" [The Continental Monthly v.II no.1, July 1862]

Like desolate seas unshipped - Louis Golding "My Lady of Peace"

Yearning for solace in desolate hours - C. L. Graves "On Re-Reading 'Barchester Towers'"

The desolate heart reverts to those far moments - G.H.H. "Night and Morning" (from The Knickerbocker, v. 23:3, March 1844)

By his guilt made desolate - Felicia Hemans "The Abencerrage Canto I"

In the desolate ground of antique palaces - Thomas Hood "Silence"

Descend on seas of desolate storm - Lionel Johnson "In Falmouth Harbour"

Solitary griefs, desolate passions, aching hours - Lionel Johnson "The Precept of Silence"

To puncture my heart with its desolate song - Jaime Manrique "Swan's Elegy" transl. by Eugene Richie

Thou desolate and widowed Sea - George Martin "Marguerite"

A firefly desolate, bereft of home - Francis Neilson "Jack O'Lantern"

In the desolate metal's veins - Pablo Neruda "The Day Will Come" transl. by Jack Schmitt

A crude hollow of desolate hearts - Pablo Neruda "Seventh of November: Ode to a Day of Victories" translated by Donald D. Walsh

Here desolate flowers were born - Pablo Neruda "Solitudes" transl. by Dennis Maloney

Desolate, bereft by bitter fate - Dermot O'Curnan "Love's Despair" transl. by George Sigerson

On the desolate water's wings - Herbert Randall "Romp of the Sea"

The silence of a desolate land - Agnes Repplier "Le Repos in Egypte: The Sphinx"

Across the bare and desolate wilderness - Henry W. Rockwell "Sonnets: Sonnet VII"

Has lost his desolating privilege - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

All the drowned and desolate world - "Snow" [The Atlantic Monthly v.13 no.76, Feb. 1864]

Desolate through the weary whiles - George Soule "Impression"

Upon a shore wind-swept and desolate - James Stephens "The Shell"

Beyond the grey and desolate Gate - George Sterling "The Homing of Drake"

Cry out through my desolate heart - Arthur Stringer "Ultimata"

Only the desolate rain - Louis Untermeyer "In a Cab"

Out of a desolate source - W.B. Yeats "His Confidence"


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