The Candidate’s Creed (James Russell Lowell Poems)
I du believe in Freedom's cause,Ez fur away ez Paris is;I love to see her stick her clawsIn them infarnal ...
I du believe in Freedom's cause,Ez fur away ez Paris is;I love to see her stick her clawsIn them infarnal ...
In the upper circles Moves a famous manWho has had no equal Since the world began.He was once a broker Down by the ...
The Loch Achray was a clipper tallWith seven-and-twenty hands in all.Twenty to hand and reef and haul,A skipper to sail ...
While to our Queen each duteous Bard conveysThe faithful Tribute of exalted Praise;While Genius, Learning, all their Force combine,To make ...
WHILE fogs along the Thames' damp margin creep,And cold winds through his leafless willows sweep;And fairy elves, whose summer sport ...
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *To-night ...
You lazy boy, you're here at last, You must be wooden-legged;Now, are you sure the gate is fast And all the sliprails ...
I wish you'd seen that dirty little boy,Finger at nose,Peeking and ginking at some girls in rowsSeated on the high ...
"Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's dayGave his broad lawns until the set of sunUp to the people: thither flocked ...
It is a pleasant thing to rhyme, Providing it but bring you money;But sweeter still to pass the time In ...
(Compiled by the Sentimental Bloke)I ain't no verse-'og. When I busts in song An' fills the air wiv choonful melerdy,I ...
THE grass around my limbs is deep and sweet; Yonder the house has lost its shadow wholly, The blinds are ...
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
"Man wants but little here below." LITTLE I ask; my wants are few; I only wish a hut of stone, ...
A Visitor in Marl -- Who influences Flowers -- Till they are orderly as Busts -- And Elegant -- as ...
Among these latter busts we count by scores, Half-emperors and quarter-emperors, Each with his bay-leaf fillet, loose-thonged vest, Loricand low-browed ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's day Gave his broad lawns until the set of sun Up to the people: ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
Somebody is shooting at something in our town -- A dull pom, pom in the Sunday street. Jealousy can open ...
The Loch Achray was a clipper tall With seven-and-twenty hands in all. Twenty to hand and reef and haul, A ...
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