The Culprit Fay (Joseph Rodman Drake Poems)
I.'TIS the middle watch of a summer's night -The earth is dark, but the heavens are bright;Nought is seen in ...
I.'TIS the middle watch of a summer's night -The earth is dark, but the heavens are bright;Nought is seen in ...
I.'TIS the middle watch of a summer's night -The earth is dark, but the heavens are bright;Nought is seen in ...
'Tis the terror of tempest. The rags of the sailAre flickering in ribbons within the fierce gale:From the stark night ...
The June house wasn't a house at all, But a level and leafy place, Where a gypsy scamp had pitched his camp-- A ...
A SONG that is bitter with grief-a ballad as pale as the lightThat comes with the fall of the leaf, ...
Now comes the fierce north-easter, bound About with clouds and racks of rain,And dry, dead leaves go whirling round In rings of ...
He's struttin' sho ernuff,Wearin' a lady's muffEn' ways erpon his head,Red coat ob reddest red,Purtty white satin ves',Gole braid ercross ...
It was my home, not ringed with roses blowing, Nor set in meadows where cool waters croon; Parched ...
The devil, we're told, in hell was chained,and a thousand years he there remained,and he never complained, nor did he ...
A Spider and a Centipede went out to take a walk; The Centipede said frankly, "I will listen while you ...
i have just been readingan advertisement of a certainroach exterminatorthe human race little knowsall the sadness itcauses in the insect ...
Arcturus is his other name -I'd rather call him "Star."It's very mean of ScienceTo go and interfere!I slew a worm ...
I've often watched you, centipede,And I can't think howeverYou manage those long rows of feet --You must be very clever.You ...
Oh, very gloomy is the house of woe, Where tears are falling while the bell is knelling, With all the ...
How the mountains talked together, Looking down upon the weather, When they heard our friend had planned his Little trip ...
"Arcturus" is his other name -- I'd rather call him "Star." It's very mean of Science To go and interfere! ...
As a girl, she hated the grain of anything on her fins. Now she is part fire ant, part centipede. ...
I'd hate to be centipede (of legs I've only two), For if new trousers I should need (as oftentimes I ...
I objurgate the centipede, A bug we do not really need. At sleepy-time he beats a path Straight to the ...
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