The Pennsylvania (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
PreludeI sing the Pilgrim of a softer climeAnd milder speech than those brave men's who broughtTo the ice and iron ...
PreludeI sing the Pilgrim of a softer climeAnd milder speech than those brave men's who broughtTo the ice and iron ...
The Sun's in its orbit, yet I feel morbid.Act 1PrologueLadies and gentlemen and the day!All ye made of sweet human clay!Let ...
Tell the story to your sonsOf the gallant days of yoreWhen the brig of seven gunsFought the fleet of seven ...
HODGE waded through the weekly news,"The Income Tax, he said,"That's nowt to me, I shallunt lose,'Twill hit the boss instead.Lloyd ...
There is the screever. Since a north wind blowingHas left the kerbstone dry to suit his chalks,He's chosen a pitch ...
It is the precious province of true thought--Of the divine creations of the mind--To live unwearied in a heart overwroughtBy ...
CUSTOMS die hard In this our native land;And still in Northern France, I understand,Our gallant boys, as through the fray ...
Harold Lloyd is hanging from one of the skyscrapers01-345 78910pig him out02-567 91050from the mouth of the graveMCMLXXVIII (Ivan Blatny)
ADDRESSED TO THE CRITICAL REVIEWERS. Tristitiam et Metus.--HORACE.Laughs not the heart when giants, big with pride,Assume the pompous port, the ...
AN EPISTLE TO ROBERT LLOYD. Contrarius evehor orbi.--OVID, Met. lib. ii.When foes insult, and prudent friends dispense,In pity's strains, the ...
Last night in the Baltic Tavern tapI met, Mike said, "a longshore chapAnd said, 'Don't sailorin' look queerWith all them ...
Alone, obscure, without a friend, A cheerless, solitary thing,Why seeks, my Lloyd, the stranger out? What offering can the stranger ...
WHY hang the shades of gloom on ev'ry brow?Why the melodious Nine in silent grief!Each tuneful instrument away they throw,And ...
A stranger, and alone, I past those scenesWe past so late together; and my heartFelt something like desertion, when I ...
So David to Goliath's lairGoes peaceably at last!The hound is welcomed by the hare,And perished is the past.Thus doth our ...
Seven men from all the world, back to Docks again, Rolling down the Ratcliffe Road drunk and raising Cain: Give ...
(1) a great man there was a great man so great he couldn't be criticised in the light who died ...
Oh! Mr. Best, you're very bad And all the world shall know it; Your base behaviour shall be sung By ...
Miss Lloyd has now sent to Miss Green, As, on opening the box, may be seen, Some years of a ...
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