Sir Hornbook (Thomas Love Peacock Poems)
I.O'er bush and briar Childe Launcelot sprungWith ardent hopes elate,And loudly blew the horn that hungBefore Sir Hornbook's gate.The inner ...
I.O'er bush and briar Childe Launcelot sprungWith ardent hopes elate,And loudly blew the horn that hungBefore Sir Hornbook's gate.The inner ...
I play'd with you 'mid cowslips blowing,When I was six and you were four;When garlands weaving, flower-balls throwing,Were pleasures soon ...
The poor man's sins are glaring;In the face of ghostly warningHe is caught in the factOf an overt act---Buying greens ...
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