Poems about sell (51 Poems)
The Task: Book II, The Time-Piece (excerpts) (William Cowper Poem)
England, with all thy faults, I love thee still– My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English minds and manners may be found, Shall be constrain’d to love thee. Though thy clime Be fickle, and thy year … Continue reading
The Sompnour’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That like an aspen leaf he quoke* for ire: *quaked, trembled “Lordings,” quoth he, “but one thing I desire; I you … Continue reading
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every vein in such licour, Of which virtue engender’d is the flower; When Zephyrus eke with his swoote breath Inspired hath … Continue reading
The Miller’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, That he not said it was a noble story, And worthy to be *drawen to memory*; *recorded* And *namely the … Continue reading
Tema con Variazioni (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Why is it that Poetry has never yet been subjected to that process of Dilution which has proved so advantageous to her sister-art Music? The Diluter gives us first a few notes of some well-known Air, then a dozen bars … Continue reading
Theme with Variations (Lewis Carroll Poem)
I never loved a dear Gazelle– Nor anything that cost me much: High prices profit those who sell, But why should I be fond of such? To glad me with his soft black eye My son comes trotting home from … Continue reading
The Knight’s Song (Lewis Carroll Poems)
I’ll tell thee everything I can: There’s little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate. ‘Who are you, aged man?’ I said. ‘And how is it you live?’ And his answer trickled through my head, … Continue reading
The White Knight’s Song (Lewis Carroll Poems)
‘Haddock’s Eyes’ or ‘The Aged Aged Man’ or ‘Ways and Means’ or ‘A-Sitting On A Gate’ I’ll tell thee everything I can; There’s little to relate. I saw an aged, aged man, A-sitting on a gate. ‘Who are you, aged … Continue reading
The Aged Aged Man (Lewis Carroll Poem)
I’ll tell thee everything I can; There’s little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate. “Who are you, aged man?” I said, “And how is it you live?” And his answer trickled through my head … Continue reading
You Are Old, Father William (Lewis Carroll Poem)
“You are old, Father william,” the young man said, “And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly stand on your head– Do you think, at your age, it is right? “In my youth,” Father William replied to … Continue reading