The Ghost – Book I (Charles Churchill Poems)
With eager search to dart the soul,Curiously vain, from pole to pole,And from the planets' wandering spheresTo extort the number ...
With eager search to dart the soul,Curiously vain, from pole to pole,And from the planets' wandering spheresTo extort the number ...
OSMOTAR THE BRIDE-ADVISERNow the bride must be instructed,Who will teach the Maid of Beauty,Who instruct the Rainbow-daughter?Osmotar, the wisdom-maiden,Kalew's fair ...
In bloom gemm'd depths, where Sylvan branches meetAbove dim paths, that thread a still retreat;Where light on tip-toe shy, steals ...
I.She stood at Greenwich, motionless amid The ever-shifting crowd of passengers.I marked a big tear quivering on the lid Of ...
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at --- Hall, North. Serious Reflections of Mr. B---n---r---d.--His Bill of Expences.-- The Distresses ...
THE long-drawn bray of the assIn the Sicilian twilight--_All mares are dead!All mares are dead!Oh-h!Oh-h-h!Oh-h-h-h-h--h!!I can't bear it, I can't ...
MY canty, witty, rhyming plughman,I haftin's dout, it is na' true, man,That ye between the stilts was bred,Wi' plughman school'd ...
That shy mysterious poet Arthur StaceWhose work was just one single mighty wordWalked in the utmost depths of time and ...
I make this in a warring absence whenEach ancient, stone-necked minute of love's seasonHarbours my anchored tongue, slips the quaystone,When, ...
'Tis the part of a wise Man to examine the means of attaining the end, that he be not foiled ...
"Through two small windows sunshine slanted in To die upon the splintery schoolroom floor, While the October gusts whipped dirt ...
I've something of the bull-dog in my breed, The spaniel is developed somewhat less;While life is in me I can ...
The primitive Pithecanthropus erectus,With whom the ethnologists rightly connect us, Defended his own By cudgel and stone.Why isn't ...
The first time that Peter denied his Lord He shrank from the cudgel, the scourge and the cord, But followed ...
Tim Turpin he was gravel-blind, And ne'er had seen the skies : For Nature, when his head was made, Forgot ...
SOME time ago from Rome, in smart array, A younger brother homeward bent his way, Not much improved, as frequently ...
O SING unto my roundelay, O drop the briny tear with me; Dance no more at holyday, Like a running ...
They call it stroke. Two we loved were stunned by that same blow of cudgel or axe to the brow. ...
O THOU! whatever title suit thee- Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie, Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie, Clos'd ...
When SUPERSTITION rul'd the land And Priestcraft shackled Reason, At GODSTOW dwelt a goodly band, Grey monks they were, and ...
'Twas on the 26th of August, the sun was burning hot, In the year of 1346, which will never be ...
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