English Eclogues II – The Grandmother’s Tale (Robert Southey Poems)
JANE.Harry! I'm tired of playing. We'll draw roundThe fire, and Grandmamma perhaps will tell usOne of her stories.HARRY.Aye--dear Grandmamma!A pretty ...
JANE.Harry! I'm tired of playing. We'll draw roundThe fire, and Grandmamma perhaps will tell usOne of her stories.HARRY.Aye--dear Grandmamma!A pretty ...
Kept up by relays of generations youngNever dies at halyards the blithe chorus sung;While in sands, sounds, and seas where ...
Part IVisions in the SmokeRest, and be thankful! On the verge Of the tall cliff rugged and grey,But whose granite ...
On the hill they are crowding together, In the stand they are crushing for room, Like midge-flies they swarm on ...
In a sailormen's restaurant Rotherhithe way,Where the din of the docksides is loud all the day,And the breezes come bringing ...
PART I."THE night is dark as pitch, Harry, But there's not a drop of rain, And when the tide has ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
I call on those that call me son, Grandson, or great-grandson, On uncles, aunts, great-uncles or great-aunts, To judge what ...
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