THE WIDOWS’ TEARS; OR, DIRGE OF DORCAS (Robert Herrick Poems)
Come pity us, all ye who see Our harps hung on the willow-tree; Come pity us, ye passers-by, Who see ...
Come pity us, all ye who see Our harps hung on the willow-tree; Come pity us, ye passers-by, Who see ...
To the Right Honourable Mildmay, Earl of Westmoreland Come, sons of summer, by whose toil We are the lords of ...
Song of the Soldiers What of the faith and fire within us Men who march away Ere the barn-cocks say ...
Bully of the playground Terror of the tank To them it is no fun at all to him it is ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
If anybody's friend be dead It's sharpest of the theme The thinking how they walked alive -- At such and ...
"Speech" -- is a prank of Parliament -- "Tears" -- is a trick of the nerve -- But the Heart ...
The Tint I cannot take -- is best -- The Color too remote That I could show it in Bazaar ...
"Arcturus" is his other name -- I'd rather call him "Star." It's very mean of Science To go and interfere! ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry. For he is the servant of the Living God duly and daily serving ...
Rejoice in God, O ye Tongues; give the glory to the Lord, and the Lamb. Nations, and languages, and every ...
For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry. For he is the servant of the Living God duly and daily serving ...
O Tavern of the Golden Snail! Ten sous have I, so I'll regale; Ten sous your amber brew to sip ...
Heigh ho! to sleep I vainly try; Since twelve I haven't closed an eye, And now it's three, and as ...
Miss Don't-do-this and Don't-do-that Has such a sunny smile You cannot help but chuckle at Her cuteness and her guile. ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
Come riddle-me-ree, come riddle-me-ree, And tell me, what my name may be. I am nearly one hundred and thirty years ...
Monday, March 13, 1826 The Budget - quite charming and witty - no hearing, For plaudits and laughs, the good ...
They got me into the Sunday-school In Spoon River And tried to get me to drop Confucius for Jesus. I ...
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