The Hammers (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
This 'appened in a battle to a batt'ry of the corps Which is first among the women an' amazin' first ...
When the Waters were dried an' the Earth did appear, ("It's all one," says the Sapper), The Lord He created ...
Good Father!. 'Twas an eve in middle June, And war was waged anew By great Napoleon, who for years had ...
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
It grew out of the Annexe and our Corps in a world at peace while our army trained, magnificent in ...
Let me take this other glove off As the vox humana swells, And the beauteous fields of Eden Bask beneath ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
Morne esprit, autrefois amoureux de la lutte, L'Espoir, dont l'éperon attisait ton ardeur, Ne veut plus t'enfourcher! Couche-toi sans pudeur, ...
La sottise, l'erreur, le péché, la lésine, Occupent nos esprits et travaillent nos corps, Et nous alimentons nos aimables remords, ...
Rappelez-vous l'objet que nous vîmes, mon âme, Ce beau matin d'été si doux : Au détour d'un sentier une charogne ...
YE true "Loyal Natives" attend to my song In uproar and riot rejoice the night long; From Envy and Hatred ...
In the good old days when the Army's ways were simple and unrefined, With a stock to keep their chins ...
Trumpets of the Lancer Corps Sound a loud reveille; Sound it over Sydney shore, Send the message far and wide ...
What have the cavalry done? Cantered and trotted about, Routin' the enemy out, Causin' the beggars to run! And we ...
Some of us believe We would have conceived romantic Love out of our own passions With no precedents, Without songs ...
Oh the airman's game is a showman's game, for we all of us watch him go With his roaring soaring ...
He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark, And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey, Legless, sewn short ...
'Twas in the year 1815, and on the 18th day of June, That British cannon, against the French army, loudly ...
'Twas on the 22nd of March, in the year 1885, That the Arabs rushed like a mountain torrent in full ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
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