Let Th’ Lasses Alooan! (John Hartley Poems)
What a lot ov advice ther is wasted;-- What praichin is all thrown away;--Young fowk lang for pleasures untasted, An its little ...
What a lot ov advice ther is wasted;-- What praichin is all thrown away;--Young fowk lang for pleasures untasted, An its little ...
GLOUCESTER, AUGUST, 1720The wind it wailed, the wind it moaned,And the white caps flecked the sea;'An' I would to God,' ...
Turn out, boys! — "What's up with our super. to-night? The man's mad — Two hours to daybreak I'd swear ...
When I have struggled through three hundred years of Roman history, and hastened o'erSome French play-(though I have my private ...
Lonely and bare and desolate,Stretches of muddy filtered green,A silence half articulateOf all that those dumb eyes have seen.A bettered ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
My life, like a rocket, makes a parabola flying in darkness, -- no rainbow for traveler. There once lived an ...
There is Bukashkin, our neighbor, in underpants of blotting paper, and, like balloons, the Antiworlds hang up above him in ...
I'm waiting for my friend. The gate's unlocked. The banisters are lit so he can walk. I'm waiting for my ...
I started up the engine and I lingered. Where should I go? The night was fine, I figured. The bonnet ...
In my land and yours they do hit the hay and sleep the whole night in a similar way. There's ...
A poet can't be in disfavour, he needs no awards, no fame. A star has no setting whatever, no black ...
My doc announced yesterday : "You may have talent, though it's hidden, your beak, however, is frost-bitten, so stick at ...
I hate you, rubber souls, you seem to stretch to fit any regime. They'll give a yawning smile, stretched wide, ...
Fate is above me. Why should I browse? Sleeping in dosses, an outcast, I rove. Grief is a cellar, that ...
Unshaven and thin, with an angular face He's lain on my mattress for several days. A cast-iron shadow hangs down ...
Sailor, my dear, my heaven-made spouse! There is one thing that I beg of you, man: Kiss any strangers, and ...
Red cows on the asphalt road have settled. Lazing on the asphalt pan they lie. We drive them round for ...
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