The Brus Book 19 (John Barbour Poems)
Than wes the land a quhile in pes,Bot covatys, that can nocht cesTo set ...
Than wes the land a quhile in pes,Bot covatys, that can nocht cesTo set ...
Than wes the land a quhile in pes,Bot covatys, that can nocht cesTo set ...
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 ...
In days of old, when Arthur filled the throne,Whose acts and fame to foreign lands were blown,The king of elves, ...
When summer's hot and sultry raysAre burdening our summer days,And men and beast are sore oppress'd,And vainly sigh and pant ...
Snakeskin jacketIndian eyesBrilliant hairHe moves in disturbedNile insectAir~~~You parade thru the soft summerWe watch your eager rifle decayYour wildernessYour teeming ...
The house is hoary with the mould of years,And crumbling are its ivy-covered walls;The rain-storms dim it with their misty ...
Bright Arts, abus'd, like Gems, receive their Flaws;Physick has Quacks, and Quirks obscure the Laws.Fables to shade Historic Truths combine,And ...
Ambition.The Sisyphus is he, whom Noise and StrifeSeduce from all the soft Retreats of Life:To vex the Government, disturb the ...
FROM THE BATTLE OF HASTINGS OR THE NORMAN CONQUEST, TO THE PRESENT REIGN,INCLUSIVE.First, William the Norman lays claim to the ...
THE change of food enjoyment is to man;In this, t'include the woman is my plan.I cannot guess why Rome will ...
A Parliamentary Debate.All ye who with credulity the whispers hear of fancy,Or yet pursue with eagerness hope's wild extravagancy,Who dream ...
The bullet in the marble breast, the gash upon the brow, You raised us on the bloody planks with wild and ...
Arma virumque cano.-- ~Virg.Why should so many curses come onThe hoary head of P---st D---d?(I think his real name, M'Gr---r,Would ...
It is, Sir, a confest intrusion hereThat I before your labours do appear,Which no loud Herald need, that may proclaimOr ...
But will you now to peace incline, And languish in the main design, And leave us in the lurch? I would not monarchy ...
On the Opening of the Castle as a Permanent Art Museum.Throw back the gates of time!See, on this rock sublime,The ...
I will not build on yonder mount;And, should you call me to account,Consulting with myself, I findIt was no levity ...
Sing the song of noisy Ninny - hang the Muses - spit it out!(Tuneful Nine ye needn't help me - ...
. ON A RHINE STEAMER. Republic of the West, Enlightened, free, sublime, Unquestionably best Production of our time. The telephone is thine, And thine the Pullman Car, The caucus, the divine Intense electric star. To thee we likewise owe The venerable names Of Edgar Allan Poe, And Mr. Henry James. In short it's due to thee, Thou kind of Western star, That we have come to be Precisely what we are. But every now and then, It cannot be denied, You breed a kind of men Who are not dignified, Or courteous or refined, Benevolent or wise, Or gifted with a mind Beyond the common size, Or notable for tact, Agreeable to me, Or anything, in fact, That people ought to be. 2. ON A PARISIAN BOULEVARD. Britannia rules the waves, As I have heard her say; She frees whatever slaves She meets upon her way. A teeming mother she Of Parliaments and Laws; Majestic, mighty, free: Devoid of common flaws. For here did Shakspere write His admirable plays: For her did Nelson fight And Wolseley win his bays. Her sturdy common sense Is based on solid grounds: By saving numerous pence She spends effective pounds. The Saxon and the Celt She equitably rules; Her iron rod is felt By countless knaves and fools. In fact, mankind at large, Black, yellow, white and red, Is given to her in charge, And owns her as a head. But every here and there— Deny it if you can— She breeds a vacant stare Unworthy of a man: A look of dull surprise; A nerveless idle hand: An eye which never tries To threaten or command: In short, a kind of man, If man indeed he be, As worthy of our ban As any that we see: Unspeakably obtuse, Abominably vain, Of very little use, And execrably plain. (James Kenneth Stephen)
THE OTHER NIGHT I got the blues and tried to smile in vain.I couldn't chuck a chuckle at the foolery ...
TO get betimes in Boston town, I rose this morning early;Here's a good place at the corner--I must stand and ...
A WONDERFUL age Is now on the stage:I'll sing you a song, if I can, How modern Whigs, Dance forty-one jigs,But God bless ...
Have I been sleeping, in a trance, or dead?Sure now I live, and rear my antient head;Then tell me, Calton-hill ...
The house was empty and the people of the house gone many monthsMonths for the weevil for the patient worm timbe r-mole softly tunnelling   ...
IIn politics and politicians' liesThe modern farmer waxes wondrous wise;Opinionates with wisdom all compact,And een could tell a nation how ...
A Song Farewel, farewel to Mortal Powers, and fond Ambitious Fools; Now guiltless Blood requireth ours, from Providence that Rules. Farewel to Monmouth, Horned Grey, who ...
From Heaven's Gate to Hampstead Heath Young Bacchus and his crewCame tumbling down, and o'er the town Their bursting trumpets blew.The silver ...
1.All gentle folks who owe a grudgeTo any living thingOpen your ears and stay your tudgeWhilst I in dudgeon sing.2.The ...
Essex twice made unhappy by a Wife,Yet Marry'd worse unto the Peoples strife:He who by two Divorces did untieHis Bond ...
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