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As the sleepless itch for power swells - Liz Adair "Dragon in the E.R."

The dark swelling of the open ground - William Archila "The decade the country became known throughout the world"

Their might hearts swelling loved Luna to greet - "Asleep" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.3, Sept. 1864]

And swell the blast of fame through ev'ry age - Thomas Bailey "Ireton"

Girdled by the swelling stream - Benjamin West Ball "Twilight in Egypt"

And Echo swells the chorus - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

As swell'd the breasts of Bacchus' throng - Laurence Binyon "Youth"

Their blue reverts to swelling reveries - Max Bodenheim "Baby"

Into the liquid swell of her loneliness - Sue Budin "Synesthesia"

My heart swells high with scorn and hate - "Cloud and Sunshine" [The Continental Monthly v.III - June, 1863 - no.VI]

Not alone these swelling tears - Samuel Taylor Coleridge "Hymn Before Sunrise, in the Vale of Chamouni"

Juiceless yet swelling mirage - Natalie Diaz "Duned"

Swell with haste the perjured sails - T.S. Eliot "Sweeney Erect"

And swell with sudden faith - Heid E. Erdich "Own Your Own: The Papergirl"

In the wind of night the arras swells and swings - E. Fonton "A Vigil with St. Louis" [The Continental Monthly v.5 no.1, Jan. 1864]

When gloomy Jordan roared and swelled - Ieuan Glan Geirionydd "Why should we Weep?" transl. by Edmund O. Jones

The violet on the swelling bank - Glasynys "Blodeuwedd and Hywel" transl. by Edmund O. Jones

Sorrow swells in every gale - Felicia Hemans "The Abencerrage Canto III"

Whose presence like a flood is swelling - Mrs. M.E. Hewitt "The Bride's Reverie" [International Weekly Miscellany v.1 no. 2, July 1850]

When new leaves swell in the forest - Ella Higginson "When the Birds Go North Again"

Sweet-smelling melons swelling on the ground - AE Hines "What Did You Imagine Would Grow?"

Throbbing in the agitated swell of fathomless ether - Margaret Junkin "The Destruction of Sodom" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

The magic that swells the thirst of your soul - Fredoon Kabraji "Tulip"

Between the swell of turf and slanting branches - John Keats "Endymion, Book I [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever]"

Bubbles in a bathtub slowly swelling - Annie Kim "Eros the Contagion"

Then the fire with spices swell - James Russell Lowell "Eleanor Makes Macaroons"

The brow of the King swelled crimson - James Russell Lowell "The Singing Leaves"

Heavenly Rose to swelling sea - George Meredith "The Three Singers to Young Blood"

Swelling out like hours - Jenny Molberg "Our Lady of the Rio Grande"

Swells like an oath - Jenny Molberg "Storm Coming"

The cold unhindered swell of time - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"

Owls swell the shadows - Simone Muench "Wolf Centos"

Circles the swells until subsumed by salt - Caroline Harper New "The Bathtub"

Thy swelling griefs control - "The Nine Holes of the Links of St. Andrews: IV. The Fourth or Ginger-Beer Hole"

Loose on the swelling tide - Caitriona O'Reilly "II. The Mermaid (from The Sea Cabinet)"

Where older waters swell - Dorothy Parker "Hearthside"

And how the stars swelled the dark - Carl Phillips "Ransom"

Glide down the music's swell - Rennell Rodd "In Chartres Cathedral"

Moss swelling in concrete cracks - Elizabeth Lindsey Rogers "Abandoned Block Factory, Arkansas"

The aether swells with arias & whispers - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"

When those glimmering candles swell to suns - "Self-Reliance" [The Continental Monthly, v.1, no.2, February 1862]

Freer yet its currents swell - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Summer Rain"

Which labours in the deadly swell - William Wordsworth "Lines Suggested by a Picture of Peele Castle in a Storm, Painted by Sir George Beaumont"

The roar of lonely torrents swelled - Francis Brett Young "Thamar (To Thamar Karsavina)"


Flattened by metal swollen smoke - Elmaz Abinader "This House My Bones"

Lamp swollen with wine and blood - Anne Hebert "The Tomb of Kings" transl. by Kathleen Weaver

Profaned and swollen by bitter waters - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Meditations"

The sunlight in your swollen belly of mist - Alexandra Seidel "The City that Wasn't There"


Sleeker than night-swollen mushrooms - John Keats "Endymion, Book I [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever]"


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