Tale XIX (George Crabbe Poems)
THE CONVERT.Some to our Hero have a hero's nameDenied, because no father's he could claim;Nor could his mother with precision ...
THE CONVERT.Some to our Hero have a hero's nameDenied, because no father's he could claim;Nor could his mother with precision ...
MOODS OF GINGER MICKThis book was dedicated to "THE BOYS WHO TOOK THE ...
Over the great windy waters, and over the clear-crested summits, Unto the sun and the sky, and unto the perfecter ...
IOne fairest of the ripe unwedded leftHer shadow on the Sage's path; he found,By common signs, that she had done ...
KNOW this : that through all time past Love hasbeenSo sweet that none could perish and not liveForthwith again.Ere Persia ...
SCENE--London, a Bookseller's Shop. Enter Author, smiling and rubbing his Hands. AUTHOR. Well, Slider!--and how d'ye go on with my ...
I Whate'er I be, old England is my dam! So there's my answer to the judges, clear. I'm nothing of ...
I, too, at length discerned great Hercules' energy mighty,— Saw his shade. He himself was not, alas, to be ...
When the war shall have ceased with its sorrow, Its hunger, and horror, and hell, In the ...
I AM two brothers with one face, So which is the real man who can trace? (My wrongs are raging ...
"AND what is life? A fleeting shade, A cheerless, beamless, frozen glade, A span too short for joy to smile, ...
You make yourself contemptible and mean,A member of the rabble, if obsceneIn conversation; wherefore when you findSome one to lewd ...
Joy is a trick in the air; pleasure is merely contemptible, the dangled Carrot the ass follows to market or ...
when the new year came out of nowhere and peeped into rooms it was so flattered to find all the ...
You'll rejoice at how many kinds of shit there are: gosling shit (which J. Williams said something was as green ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
I, too, at length discerned great Hercules' energy mighty,-- Saw his shade. He himself was not, alas, to be seen. ...
If I weep, if I come with excuses, my beloved puts cotton wool in his ears. Every cruelty which he ...
Said Cotton to Corn, t'other day, As they met and exchang'd salute-- (Squire Corn in his carriage so gay, Poor ...
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