To Sally (John Quincy Adams Poems)
The man in righteousness arrayed, A pure and blameless liver, Needs not the keen Toledo blade, Nor venom-freighted quiver. What ...
The man in righteousness arrayed, A pure and blameless liver, Needs not the keen Toledo blade, Nor venom-freighted quiver. What ...
Sis Hannah May Liza, so Emphraim sayed,Stole out 'neaf a sycamo' tree an' prayedTo de Lawd in Hebbin, an' she ...
Whut time 'd dat clock strike? Nine? No-eight;I didn't think hit was so late.Aer chew! I must 'a' got a ...
'LIAS! 'Lias! Bless de Lawd!Don' you know de day's erbroad?Ef you don' git up, you scamp,Dey'll be trouble in dis ...
When you get tight in foreign lands You never need go slinking,No female neighbours lift their hands And say "The brute!-he's drinking!"No ...
I show her how to put her arms around me,but she's much too small.What's worse, she doesn't understand.Andalthough she lies ...
Oh, I'm being eatenBy a boa constrictor,A boa constrictor,A boa constrictor,I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor,And I don't like ...
THE REG'LAR LARKThe Reg'lar Lark's a very gay old Bird;At sunrise often may his voice be heardAs jauntily he wends ...
TO THE MARQUIS GINO CAPPONI. I was mistaken, my dear Gino. Long And greatly have I erred. I fancied life ...
'T IS Christmas, and the North wind blows; 't was two years yesterday Since from the Lusitania's bows I looked ...
Today I saw the shop-girl goDown gay Broadway to meet her beau.Conspicuous, splendid, conscious, sweet,She spread abroad and took the ...
I've pulled the last of the year's young onions. The garden is bare now. The ground is cold, brown and ...
Sad is the man who is asked for a story and can't come up with one. His five-year-old son waits ...
me and you be sisters. we be the same. me and you coming from the same place. me and you ...
1 the legend is whispered in the women's tent how the moon when she rises full follows some men into ...
Let Elizur rejoice with the Partridge, who is a prisoner of state and is proud of his keepers. Let Shedeur ...
This night slip, in his honor flipped inside out - of lace- edged netting - is the color of Shaka ...
Oh, I'm being eaten By a boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, I'm being eaten by a boa ...
Four Translations Lord: it is time. The summer was immense. Lay your shadow on the sundials and let loose the ...
Down mildest shores of milk-white sand, By cape and fair Floridian bay, Twixt billowy pines -- a surf asleep on ...
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