The Cynotaph, (Richard Harris Barham Poems)
Poor Tray charmant!Poor Tray de mon Ami!-- Dog-bury, and Vergers.Oh! where shall I bury my poor dog Tray,Now his fleeting ...
Poems about babby (15 Poems)
The Lifeboat (George Robert Sims Poems)
Been out in the lifeboat often? Ay, ay, sir, oft enough.When it's rougher than this? Lor' bless you! this ain't ...
Drought and Doctrine (James Brunton Stephens Poems)
Come, take the tenner, doctor . . . yes, I know the bill says "five,"But it ain't as if you'd ...
Babby Burds (John Hartley Poems)
Aw wander'd aght one summer's morn,Across a meadow newly shorn;Th' sun wor shinin' breet and clear,An' fragrant scents rose up ...
Red Stockin (John Hartley Poems)
Shoo wor shoeless, an shiverin, an weet,-- Her hair flyin tangled an wild:Shoo'd just been browt in aght o'th street, Wi drink ...
Awr Lad. (John Hartley Poems)
Beautiful babby! Beautiful lad! Pride o' thi mother and joy o' thi dad!Full ov sly tricks an sweet winnin ways;-- Two cherry ...
Awr Dooad (John Hartley Poems)
Her ladyship's getten a babby,-- An they're makkin a famous to do,--They say,--Providence treated her shabby-- Shoo wor fairly entitled to two.But ...
Fairly Weel-off (John Hartley Poems)
Ov whooalsum food aw get mi fill,--Ov drink aw seldom want a gill;Aw've clooas to shield me free throo harm,Should ...
A Wife (John Hartley Poems)
Wod yo leead a happy life? Aw can show yo ha,--Get a true an lovin wife,-- (Yo may have one nah.)If yo ...
Grondad’s Lullaby (John Hartley Poems)
Sleep bonny babby, thi grondad is near, Noa harm can touch thee, sleep withaat fear;Innocent craytur, soa helpless an waik, Grondad wod ...
Th’ Little Stranger (John Hartley Poems)
Little bonny, bonny babby, How tha stares, an' weel tha may,For its but an haar, or hardly, Sin' tha furst saw th' ...
Drink (John Hartley Poems)
When yo see a chap covered wi' rags, An hardly a shoe to his fooit,Gooin sleawshin along ovver th' flags, Wi' a ...
Rainin’ (Charles Allen Clarke Poems)
On a little churchyard Th' rain is fawin' dree, Wheer's th' little babby I once nussed on my knee? O. ...
The Black Dudeen (Robert William Service Poems)
Humping it here in the dug-out, Sucking me black dudeen, I'd like to say in a general way, There's nothing ...
The Burning of the Ship Kent (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Good people of high and low degree, I pray ye all to list to me, And I'll relate a harrowing ...