Noblewoman Poems - Poems about Noblewoman

...A noblewoman who never sheds scars from fragile eyes, you won’t hear her inner child cry. A palette of purple pride hides horrific truths. We hid behind a small frame, evading the regiment’s reig......

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...It is national learn what your name means day. I would like for you to share what your name means with us. If you know just soupmail me with it, if you don't look it up and soupmail me......

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...A governess, a guardian of the young, so known and dear as to be called “Mother” and a noblewoman, just barely 12 by age, named Portia, sit talking as the sun sets the stage for a cool, cloudless nig......

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...PATIENCE AND IMPATIENCE. Patience is morality they say, That: does not function with a noblewoman whose man is far away. Won't she alleviate her fever with another man? Perhaps the one who is ......

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... Oh my brother Sebastian, where can he be? I lost sight of him after our ship was sunk in the sea. His death seems now like a great possibility. However captain, his clinging to a floatin......

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...See the snapping of love, I think he's angry at the metal glove. He finds it hard to see the queen, Overshadowed by the ornamental screen. Who is that stinging near the pen? I think she'd l......

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...Your nature is a painting that gives birth to each warm hue. My nightingales are free among your clouds and skies. Your sweet soul and my brother: I live only for these two. And thoughts of your k......

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...Pellucid pachyderms wade across the purpling River Manjees and Tozzath watches from the bank, the seat of his maroon pantaloons soaked with mud, his nostrils flaring with the fragrance of ombada......

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... Sandro Mastering his skill of painting, diligent to detail, color, and Frescos (Sistine Chapel) Born in Florence, Italy, apprenticed as a goldsmith, then later with a master painter By 1472......

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...Niagara, the Antiope* of Canada, Amazonian*, but not breast less, Snowy bosom like virginal gems, Swelling lips moderately full, Savoury odor felt all around, Crystalline throat striking the eye......

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...tiny wings flutter rainbows appear, enchanting noblewoman nods......

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