Poems with rhymes of grateful

And these feelings are so grateful,
Says I, "Julia, if you please,
I'll take another plateful

Therefore, I am immeasurably grateful
To you, for proving shallow, false, and hateful.

But the loveliest garden grows hateful
When Love has abandon'd the bowers;
Bring me hemlock - since mine is un­grateful,

As from the field of toil or saga fateful
I conjured him; to you they shall be grateful,

Has it lost the power to be grateful?
Is it only a burnt-out fire,
Whose ashes are dull and hateful?

I am not grateful
In that cold, calculating way, with blessing ranked
As one, two, three, and four, -- that would be hateful.

Nor for breaking of fast neither grateful,
Nor for quenching of thirst,
In the dawn of the eventide hateful,

One day beside her untouch'd plateful,
And glided calmly from the world,
I freely own that I was grateful.

You sip just a spoonful.
Mr. Roe will be grateful

I’m done with being hateful,
God must be grateful,