Arabian Night’s Entertainments (William Ernest Henley Poems)
Once on a timeThere was a little boy: a master-mageBy virtue of a BookOf magic--O, so magical it filledHis life ...
Once on a timeThere was a little boy: a master-mageBy virtue of a BookOf magic--O, so magical it filledHis life ...
A POETICAL EPISTLE TO LORD CLARETHANKS, my Lord, for your venison, for finer or fatterNever rang'd in a forest, or ...
After Southey's "March to Moscow"Major General ScottAn order had gotTo push on the column to Richmond;For loudly went forth,From all ...
1 O thou! whatever title suit thee,--2 Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie!3 Wha in yon cavern, grim an' sootie,4 ...
'Midst the men and things which willHaunt an old man's memory still,Drollest, quaintest of them all,With a boy's laugh I ...
O thou! whatever title suit thee,-Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie!Wha in yon cavern, grim an' sootie,Clos'd under hatches,Spairges about ...
When the ship is but a speckTo the landsman's feeble eye,Sailors, lying on the deck,Feel at home with sea and ...
Where is he gone, the queer little man,Who made and mended boots and shoes;Who hammered the brogues and rushed the ...
Of youth bereft as home I came -- alas,With brogue unchanged but sadly altered hair;My children wondered who the stranger ...
AH! I remember when I was a girl How my hair naturally used to curl, And how my aunt four ...
Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin' Street,A gentleman Irish mighty odd;He had a brogue both rich and sweet,And to rise in ...
Scotch stuff has come to stay,Now the burr drives out the brogue;Here in the U. S. A. The " hoot ...
Roll up, Eureka's heroes, on that grand Old Rush afar, For Lalor's gone to join you in the big camp ...
It was built of bark and poles, and the floor was full of holes Where each leak in rainy weather ...
"OH, when I was a little Ghost, A merry time had we! Each seated on his favourite post, We chumped ...
O THOU! whatever title suit thee- Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie, Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie, Clos'd ...
Eamer o' Keefe with your tinge of brogue And Irish warmth, Daisy and Debjani With your karma and cool verse, ...
Any poets about or bored muses fancying a day out? Rainy, windy, cold Leeds City Station Half-way through its slow ...
Flamingo silk. New ruff, the ivory ghost of a halter. Chestnut curls, * commas behind the ear. "Taller, by half ...
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