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Swinging
clusters of red, the hedges are full of them,
red-currant red, a graceful
ornament or a merry smile.
(Denise Levertov (b. 1923), Anglo-U.S. poet. "The Victors.")
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I know a little garden-close
Set thick with lily and red rose,
Where I would wander if I might
From dewy dawn to dewy night,
(William Morris (1834-1896), British poet. The Life and Death of Jason (l. 1-8). . .
Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.)
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A fiery red dragon
They spied on the grass;
The lady wept sorely,
(Unknown. This Is the Key (l. 34-36). . .
Oxford Nursery Rhyme Book, The. Iona Opie and Peter Opie, comps. (1955) Oxford University Press.)
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A red-headed woodpecker flew across the river, and the Indian remarked that it was good to eat.
(Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. "The Allegash and East Branch" (1864) in The Maine Woods (1864), in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 3, p. 309, Houghton Mifflin (1906).)
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Some would find fault with the morning red, if they ever got up early enough.
(Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. Walden (1854), in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 2, p. 358, Houghton Mifflin (1906).)
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I shall go among red faces and virile voices,
See stylish sheep, with fine heads and well-wooled,
And great bulls mellow to the touch,
(Hugh MacDiarmid (1892-1978), Scottish poet. Cattle Show (l. 1-3). . ;
pseud. of Christopher Murray Grieve Oxford Book of Modern Verse, The, 1892-1935. William Butler Yeats, ed. (1936) Oxford University Press.)
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Mile by mile along the Charles she danced
past the benches of lovers,
past the dogs pissing on the benches.
She had a red, red dress....
(Anne Sexton (1928-1974), U.S. poet. "The Red Dance.")
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Red tulips
living into their death ...
(Denise Levertov (b. 1923), Anglo-U.S. poet. "The Tulips.")
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