To Modjeska As Rosalind (Oscar Fay Adams Poems)
When from the poet's brain fair Arden's gladesWere peopled with the lightsome folk we know,A shade of discontent was seen ...
When from the poet's brain fair Arden's gladesWere peopled with the lightsome folk we know,A shade of discontent was seen ...
Hail, O Belinda, flatter'd Fair,With brazen Front, and colour'd Hair;With no small Prominence of Chin,A doubtful Fame, a borrow'd Skin,Whose ...
Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, foundHer master cold; for when the morning flushOf passion and the first embrace had died Between ...
_A lay sung in the Temple of Minerva Girtanensis_. I Aemilia Girtonensis, By the Nine Muses swore That the ...
Walking into the shadows, walking aloneWhere the sun falls through the ruined boughs of locustUp to the president's office. . ...
Now Joi, the rebel, he had a son In far, far Gosh where the tall trees wave.Said Joi: "In Gosh ...
MY canty, witty, rhyming plughman,I haftin's dout, it is na' true, man,That ye between the stilts was bred,Wi' plughman school'd ...
TO HERMES. I.Hear, white-winged Messenger! If thy swift feetLoiter within Heaven's starry walls, where meetThe Gods, their nectar daintily to ...
Base is the purpose of this Epic Song,Baneful its powers: but, oh, the Poesy("What can it less when Sun-born GENIUS ...
The corn was turnin', hairs t was near,But lang afore the scythes could startA sough o'war gaed through the landAn' ...
I HEARD an old man say today:"A young man gives me orders now,"A beardless youth gets better payAnd tells me ...
There's many a schoolboy's bat and ball that are gathering dust at home, For he hears a voice in the ...
Well then; the promis'd hour is come at last; The present age of wit obscures the past: Strong were our ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Fresh-shaven, past months & a picture in New York of Beard Two, I did have Three took off. Well. . ...
WHOM will you send to London town, To Parliament and a' that? Or wha in a' the country round The ...
FOR lords or kings I dinna mourn, E'en let them die-for that they're born: But oh! prodigious to reflec'! A ...
I GAT your letter, winsome Willie; Wi' gratefu' heart I thank you brawlie; Tho' I maun say't, I wad be ...
S. Patrick. You who are bent, and bald, and blind, With a heavy heart and a wandering mind, Have known ...
SAMUEL, Chap. xvii. YE martial pow'rs, and all ye tuneful nine, Inspire my song, and aid my high design. The ...
Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, found Her master cold; for when the morning flush Of passion and the first embrace had ...
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