The Marseillaise (Ernest Jones Poems)
Sons of freedom! break your slumbersThe day of glory's drawing nigh,Against us tyranny's red numbersRear their bloody banner high. ...
Sons of freedom! break your slumbersThe day of glory's drawing nigh,Against us tyranny's red numbersRear their bloody banner high. ...
Let nations encircle the brows of the brave With glory the greatest that glitters below, Who make in the ...
Since Galatea came in, and Tuscanism gan usurp,Vanity above all: villainy next her, stateliness EmpressNo man but minion, stout, lout, ...
WALT WHITMAN TO AUSTIN DOBSON I who have walked splay-footed in hobnailed boots, I who have written at large in ...
Great captain if you will! great Duke! great Slave!Great minion of the crown! - but a great manHe was not! ...
If hoarded gold possessed a power To lengthen life's too fleeting hour, And purchase from the hand of ...
Darling, to say I love thee, is to say What I have often said, with careless arm Round Chloe's waist, ...
Jane Austen Beecher Stowe de Rouse Was good beyond all earthly need; But, on the other hand, her spouse Was ...
What though, for showing truth to flattered state, Kind Hunt was shut in prison, yet has he, In his immortal ...
I caught this morning morning's minion, king- dom of daylight's dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding Of the rolling level ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
ANCIEN REGIME I Now that I, tying thy glass mask tightly, May gaze through these faint smokes curling whitely, As ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
I just think that dreams are best, Just to sit and fancy things; Give your gold no acid test, Try ...
Swift as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory & of good, the Sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his ...
O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power Dost hold Time's fickle glass his fickle hour; Who hast by ...
O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power Dost hold Time's fickle glass, his sickle, hour; Who hast by ...
Though dark are our sorrows, today we'll forget them, And smile through our tears, like a sunbeam in showers: There ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
Master Timmy brisk and airy Blythe as Oberon the fairy On thy head thy cousin wishes Thousand and ten thousand ...
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