The Knitting Song (Jessie Pope Poems)
Sailor lad, on the sodden ground, Sailor lad on the seas,Can't you hear a little clicketty sound Stealing across on the breeze?It's ...
Sailor lad, on the sodden ground, Sailor lad on the seas,Can't you hear a little clicketty sound Stealing across on the breeze?It's ...
Once, by the edge of a pleasant pool,Under the bank, where 't was dark and cool,Where bushes over the water ...
A fellow with a gouty footWas on a restless donkey put,At which he swore in vain;But soon he hired the ...
PART I IUNDER the shade of convent towers, Where fast and vigil mark the hours, From childhood ...
{TO THE Generous SUBSCRIBERS, &c}. The Author finding all Attempts prove vain,Those glittering Smiles from Fortune to obtain:That purblind Goddess ...
(NORTHERN MEXICO, 1640)As you look from the plaza at Leon westYou can see her house, but the view is bestFrom ...
Ire per Ignes,Et gladios ausim. Neque ad hoc tamen ignibus ullis,Aut gladiis opus est; opus est mihi Crine. —Ovid. Met. ...
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at --- Hall, North. Salutations of Bath, and an Adventure of Mr. B---n---r---d's in ...
MY father left a park to me, But it is wild and barren, A garden too with scarce ...
OF strange events I sing, and portents dire;The wond'rous themes a reverent ear require;Tho' strange the tale, the faithful Muse ...
"TELL me, O tell, what kind of thing is Wit, Thou who Master art ...
IAn English heart, my commandant,A soldier's eye you have, awakeTo right and left; with looks askantOn bulwarks not of adamant,Where ...
I'd like to be a cowboy an' ride a fiery hoss Way out into the big an' boundless west;I'd kill ...
I'd like to be a cowboy an' ride a fiery hoss Way out into the big an' boundless west; I'd ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
As the sweet sweat of roses in a still, As that which from chafed musk-cats' pores doth trill, As the ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
MY father left a park to me, But it is wild and barren, A garden too with scarce a tree, ...
Where are the dames I used to know In Dawson in the days of yore? Alas, it's fifty years ago, ...
FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this ...
Oblig'd by frequent visits of this man, Whom as Priest, Poet, and Musician, I for some branch of Melchizedeck took, ...
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