Atheletes And Aesthesis (E W Bowling Poems)
It was an Undergraduate, his years were scarce nineteen; Discretion's years and wisdom's teeth he plainly ne'er had seen; For ...
It was an Undergraduate, his years were scarce nineteen; Discretion's years and wisdom's teeth he plainly ne'er had seen; For ...
Out on the wastes of the Never Never -That's where the dead men lie!There where the heat-waves dance forever -That's ...
Come, I'll show you a country that none can surpass, For a flyer to cross like a bird on the ...
Now the "rosy morn appearing" Floods with light the dazzled heaven;And the schoolboy groans on hearing That eternal clock strike ...
I poured out a tumbler of Claret,Of course with intention to drink,And, holding it up in the sunlight,I paused for ...
Come on, ye critics! Find one fault who dare, For, read it backward like a witch's prayer, 'Twill do as ...
Stripped to the buff they circled round, And jagged and swung and crossed;To uppercut and smash and pound No chances ...
With the advent of the AutumnTrees behave as Nature taught 'em; Maple, Sumach, Plum and Poplar, and the Chestnut known ...
Know ye the land where the leaf of the myrtleIs bestow'd on good livers in eating sublime?Where the rage for ...
Panels of claret and blue which shine Under the moon like lees of wine. A coronet done in a golden ...
So here's your Empire. No more wine, then? Good. We'll clear the Aides and khitmatgars away. (You'll know that fat ...
Droop, droop no more, or hang the head, Ye roses almost withered; Now strength, and newer purple get, Each here ...
Why is it that Poetry has never yet been subjected to that process of Dilution which has proved so advantageous ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
DELUDED swain, the pleasure The fickle Fair can give thee, Is but a fairy treasure, Thy hopes will soon deceive ...
MY honor'd Colonel, deep I feel Your interest in the Poet's weal; Ah! now sma' heart hae I to speel ...
I SING of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth, I sing of a Whistle, the pride of the North. Was ...
Lovers eminent in love Ever diversities combine; The vocal chords of the cushat-dove, The snake's articulated spine. Such elective elements ...
PART ONE The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed ...
I entreat you, Alfred Tennyson, Come and share my haunch of venison. I have too a bin of claret, Good, ...
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