An Elegie on Henry, fourth Erle of Northumberlande (John Skelton Poems)
Poeta Skelton Laureatus libellum suum metrice alloquitur.Ad dominum properato meum mea pagina Percy, Qui ...
Poeta Skelton Laureatus libellum suum metrice alloquitur.Ad dominum properato meum mea pagina Percy, Qui ...
Happy the Man, who void of Care and Strife, In silken or in leathern Purse retains A Splendid Shilling He nor hears ...
THE STRUGGLES OF CONSCIENCE.A serious Toyman in the city dwelt,Who much concern for his religion felt;Reading, he changed his tenets, ...
PreludesI The Rose of the World Lo, when the Lord made North and ...
Like a flood river whirled at rocky banks,An army issues out of wilderness,With battle plucking round its ragged flanks;Obstruction in ...
Friend, quoth Lord Nevil, "thou art young To face the world, and thou art blind To subtle ways ...
There was a certain gentleman, Ben Apfelgarten called, Who lived way off in Germany a many years ago,And he was ...
Through sleet and fogs to the saline bogs Where the herring fish meanders,An army sped, and then, 't is said, ...
Righto!I'll give the game a go.They say I should be circumspect; but I don't care a hang.I'll bangThe cows in ...
The Musmee has brown-velvet eyes, Curtained with satin, sleepily; You wonder if those lids would rise The newest, strangest sight ...
Fareweel, Edinburgh, where happy we hae been,Fareweel, Edinburgh, Caledonia's Queen!Auld Reekie, fare-ye-weel, and Reekie New beside,Ye're like a chieftain grim ...
IThis is that blessed Mary, pre-electGod's Virgin. Gone is a great while, and sheDwelt young in Nazareth of Galilee.Unto God's ...
SHE walks--the lady of my delight-- A shepherdess of sheep.Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white; She guards them ...
SHE walks the lady of my delight A shepherdess of sheep. Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white ; ...
you may not be willing to notice me i have an awkward sense of myself ...
There was a certain gentleman, Ben Apfelgarten called, Who lived way off in Germany a many years ago, And he ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants -- At Evening, it is not -- At Morning, in a Truffled Hut ...
The butterfly obtains But little sympathy Though favorably mentioned In Entomology -- Because he travels freely And wears a proper ...
I asked my Dad about the War when I was very young, he said it happened a long, long time ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
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