A Song Concerning The Devil And The Drunkard (Rees Prichard Poems)
FROM the fraudulent fiend, that still without end Most mortals trepans and beguiles,Who wou'd hook us all in, to do ev'ry ...
FROM the fraudulent fiend, that still without end Most mortals trepans and beguiles,Who wou'd hook us all in, to do ev'ry ...
This comes in last, because he comes behindethose whom he wrongs, though in his doing sothe diuell cannot him in ...
Behold, behold the roadways,Lying stretched in grey dust-patternsAbout the fields, curving the hillocksLike necklets of ash. And the creepingPageantry of ...
I do desire the snarle and do thy worst,Who at thy mercie stands is most accurst:I write to please my ...
Leah Sublime,Goddess above me!Snake of the slimeAlostrael, love me!Our master, the devilProspers the revel.Tread with your footMy heart til it ...
I lay beneath the long slim wires,And heard them murmur like desires,Till, drowsy with the heat, my thoughts Set ...
Here in the city as I sit, The twilight filling all the room,I dream, and as my fancies flit, They ...
IN the smithy it began:Let's make something for a man!Hear the bellows belch and roar,Splashing light on roof and floor:From ...
… Fall, Hercules, from heaven, in tempests hurl'd, And cleanse this beastly stable of the world; Or ...
Our muddy tongue is frightful, it has so foul a sound.With what shall I compare it, in song can praise ...
He lays his heavy toil aside To take his mid-day rest;The anvil, silent, shakes no more His labour-pulsing breast.The forge ...
Lvld in an heauenly Charme of pleasing passions,Many their well thewd rimes doe fayre attemperVnto their amours, while another fashionsLoue ...
The great Napoleon! and these simple hairs Are from his head! Behind him I can seeA lurid background, which the ...
I was always a natural slobI liked to lay upon the bedin undershirt (stained, ofcourse) (and with cigaretteholes)shoes offbeer bottle ...
(For the Rev. James B. Dollard) The Kings of the earth are men of might, And cities are burned for ...
The toad! It looks like it could belch a cloud. (Kobayashi Issa)
i belch acre upon acre of cotton wool and there is still not enough for his beard (Rg Gregory)
Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough! It isn't fit for humans now, There isn't grass to graze a cow. ...
When Klopstock England defied, Uprose William Blake in his pride; For old Nobodaddy aloft . . . and belch'd and ...
You ladies of merry England Who have been to kiss the Duchess's hand, Pray, did you not lately observe in ...
Back, in my fifties, fatter that I was then, I step on the sand, belch down slight horror to walk ...
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