(Thomas Chatterton Poems)
SCENE I.CELMONDE, att BRYSTOWE.Before yonne roddie sonne has droove hys wayneThrowe halfe hys joornie, dyghte yn gites of goulde,Mee, happeless ...
SCENE I.CELMONDE, att BRYSTOWE.Before yonne roddie sonne has droove hys wayneThrowe halfe hys joornie, dyghte yn gites of goulde,Mee, happeless ...
SCENE IMAGNUS, HURRA, and HIE PREESTE, wyth the ARMIE, neare Watchette.MAGNUS.Swythe lette the offrendes to the Goddes begynne,To knowe of ...
SCENE I.BRISTOWE.BIRTHA.Gentle Egwina, do notte preche me joie;I cannotte joie ynne anie thynge botte weere .Oh! yatte aughte schulde oure ...
Once I heard a Hobo, singing by the tie-trail,Squatting by the red rail rusty with the dew:Singing of the firelight, ...
A song of the range, an old-time song,To the patter of pony's feet,That he used to sing as we rode ...
1.Traces of the rains that pass Are skimming higher mesa-parts,But hardly giving cactus bloom Where the desert starts.Sands, receptive, ask too much And ...
He could never understandMountains were not made for speech,That there was something out of reachIn shifting dunes of sand;Sage was ...
Butte Magic of IgnoranceButte MagicIs the same as no-ButteAll one lightOld Rough RoadsOne High IronMainwayDenver is the same"The guy I ...
Part the FirstMery it was in the grene forestAmonge the leves grene,Wheras men hunt east and west,Wyth bowes and arrowes ...
Yong Wallace, fulfillit of hie curage,In prys of armys desirous and sauage,Thi Waslage may neuir be forlorn,Thi deidis ar knawin ...
It was the steamship Dinkinbar,From the Gulf of MexicoFor Liverpool in time of warWith a thousand mules below,And a bunch ...
Tramps on the road: floating clouds. OLD CHINESE POEM1 Agriculture and Industry Embraced in public on a wall- Heroes ...
Alle avait, sous sa toque d'martre,Sur la butt'Montmartre,Un p'tit air innocent;On l'app'lait Rose, alle ?tait belle,A sentait bon la fleur ...
The prairie zephyrs have dropped to rest,And the dust-clouds settle down;The sun dips low in the golden west,O'er the mesa ...
When you have lived out in the West,Till it becomes a part of you,And you've a feeling in your breastNo ...
You might come here Sunday on a whim. Say your life broke down. The last good kiss you had was ...
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