Bread And Jam (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
I wish I was a poet like the men that write in booksThe poems that we have to learn on ...
I wish I was a poet like the men that write in booksThe poems that we have to learn on ...
A Dealer, bewitched by gain-promising dreamsSettled down near my Station, to trade with my Teams,And to sell to, my men ...
In outward actions to spend to much time,Is of stupidity too sure a sign;As long to exercise, and long to ...
HASTE, haste, O laggard!-leave thy drowsy dreams; Cram all thy brain with knowledge-clutch and cram! The earth is wide, the ...
O woe is me for the merry life I led beyond the Bar, And a treble woe for my winsome ...
'My father still reads the dictionary every day. He says your life depends on your power to master words.' Arthur ...
August 6, 1916.-Officer previously reported died of wounds, now reported wounded: Graves, Captain R., Royal Welch Fusiliers.) .but I was ...
Perhaps I asked too large -- I take -- no less than skies -- For Earths, grow thick as Berries, ...
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I'M now arrived-thanks to the gods!- Thro' pathways rough and muddy, A certain sign that makin roads Is no this ...
What sort of man is coming To lie between your feet? What matter, we are but women. Wash; make your ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
Morn in the wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by ...
Humping it here in the dug-out, Sucking me black dudeen, I'd like to say in a general way, There's nothing ...
To the Priest, on Observing how most Men mistake their own Talents When beasts could speak (the learned say, They ...
One day, whiles that my daylie cares did sleepe, My spirit, shaking off her earthly prison, Began to enter into ...
IN a Yiddish eating place on Rivington Street . faces . coffee spots . children kicking at the night stars ...
I WAS born on the prairie and the milk of its wheat, the red of its clover, the eyes of ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
Come riddle-me-ree, come riddle-me-ree, And tell me, what my name may be. I am nearly one hundred and thirty years ...
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