At The Palace Of King Lot (Oscar Fay Adams Poems)
Argument:The King was in the parlor, counting out his money:The Queen was in the kitchen, eating bread and honey:The Maid ...
Argument:The King was in the parlor, counting out his money:The Queen was in the kitchen, eating bread and honey:The Maid ...
'Tis the greatest splash of sunshine right through all my retrospection On the days when fairies brought me golden dreams without ...
XXVI'Turks, Persians conquered, Antiochia won,Be glorious acts, and full of glorious praise,By Heaven's mere grace, not by our prowess done:Those ...
From the rainy hill-heads, where, in starts and in spasms,Leaps wild the white torrent from chasms to chasms-From the home ...
To the rooms where I am dining in the glaring city's dayCome the happy honeymooners from the country far away,Two ...
Who cometh from fields of the south With raiment of weeping and woe,And a cry of the heart in her mouth, And ...
Some vast amount of years ago, Ere all my youth had vanished from me,A boy it was my lot to ...
Ay, shout! 'Tis the day of your pride,Ye despots and tyrants of earth! Tell your serfs the American name to ...
When the war shall have ceased with its sorrow, Its hunger, and horror, and hell, In the ...
(With apologies to the singer of the "Song of the Banjo".) I'm a homely little bit of tin and bone; ...
It was the lunatic poet escaped from the local asylum, Loudly he twanged on his banjo and sang with his ...
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