A Story Of Doom: Book II. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Now ere the sunrise, while the morning starHung yet behind the pine bough, woke and prayedThe world's great shipwright, and ...
Now ere the sunrise, while the morning starHung yet behind the pine bough, woke and prayedThe world's great shipwright, and ...
When I am living in the MidlandsThat are sodden and unkind,I light my lamp in the evening:My work is left ...
Once on a time a lad I knew-- His sister called him Bubby; His cheeks were red, his eyes were ...
O the chatter, chatter, chatter, Of the things that do not matter. Little wordy things that clatter, Restless feet that ...
Oh, have you been to Rio Grande, or yet to 'Frisco town,Or west away to Mobile Bay where they roll ...
There's a wind up and a sighing along the waterside,And we're homeward bound at last on to-night's full tide:Round the ...
When I am living in the Midlands That are sodden and unkind, I light my lamp in the evening: My ...
When I am living in the Midlands That are sodden and unkind, I light my lamp in the evening: My ...
If you make a revolution, make it for fun, don't make it in ghastly seriousness, don't do it in deadly ...
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