The Church Rally (James Edwin Campbell Poems)
Hi! yi! Now ain' I s'prise 'em — you Mistah Mule, git up!Prince ob de Tribe of Zeb'lon, an' win ...
Hi! yi! Now ain' I s'prise 'em — you Mistah Mule, git up!Prince ob de Tribe of Zeb'lon, an' win ...
HAIL lovely light of this material world!Bright orb of day! from thy pavilion darkOf wintry clouds now breaking forth again;Once ...
Wen I git up in de mo'nin' an' de clouds is big an' black, Dey's a kin' o' wa'nin' shivah goes ...
I bear dis cross dis many a mile. O de cross-bearin' chile-- De cross-bearin' chile! I bear dis cross 'long many a road Wha' ...
Woman's sho' a cur'ous critter, an' dey ain't no doubtin' dat. She's a mess o' funny capahs f'om huh slippahs to ...
But is it true, the Court mislik't the Play,That Christ-Church and the Arts have lost the day;That Ignoramus should so ...
Nay, deem me not insensible, Cesario,To female charms; nor think this heart of mineIs cas'd in adamant; because, forsooth,I cannot ...
Amang the trees, where humming bees,At buds and flowers were hinging, O,Auld Caledon drew out her drone,And to her pipe ...
The fields and lanes show fresh and fain Pranked in the jewels of the rain; And the scent that breathes ...
Allemyghty god, maker of alle,Saue you my souereyns in towre & halle, And send you good grace!If ye wylle a ...
In Ioyows Iulii, quhen the flouris suete,Degesteable engenered throu the heet,Baith erbe and froyte, busk and bewis, braidHaboundandlye in euiry ...
Yong Wallace, fulfillit of hie curage,In prys of armys desirous and sauage,Thi Waslage may neuir be forlorn,Thi deidis ar knawin ...
(VITA NOBILISSIMI DEFENSORIS SCOTIE WILELMI WALLACE MILITIS)Book IOur antecessowris that we suld of reideAnd hald in mynde, thar nobille worthi ...
Svend Vonved sits in his lonely bower;He strikes his harp with a hand of power;His harp return'd a responsive din;Then ...
QUEEN of inventive thought, thy dreamsHave mark'd the colour of my fate;Still lend thy lightly quivering beams,Guide me through wilds ...
Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! The world is holy! The ...
W'en daih's chillun in de house, Dey keep on a-gittin' tall; But de folks don' seem to see Dat dey's ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
AMANG the trees, where humming bees, At buds and flowers were hinging, O, Auld Caledon drew out her drone, And ...
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