British Association, Notes Of The President’s Address (James Clerk Maxwell Poems)
In the very beginnings of science, the parsons, who managed things then,Being handy with hammer and chisel, made gods in ...
In the very beginnings of science, the parsons, who managed things then,Being handy with hammer and chisel, made gods in ...
IAS SEEN BY DISCIPLINESThere they are.Thirty at the corner.Black, raw, ready.Sores in the citythat do not want to heal.IITHE LEADERSJeff. ...
My love is a Theosophist And reads the Ramayana;Her luncheon is a pot of tea, Her breakfast a banana.She says that matter ...
How strange is Love: I am not oneWho Cupid's power belittles,For Cupid 'tis who makes me shunMy customary victuals.Of, Effie, ...
ADAM, because on the mind's roadsYour mouth is always in a hurry,Because you know odesAnd ways to make a curry,Because you fall ...
ILMARINEN'S WEDDING-FEAST.Louhi, hostess of the Northland,Ancient dame of Sariola,While at work within her dwelling,Heard the whips crack on the fenlands,Heard ...
When I have a house . . . as I sometime may . . .I'll suit my fancy in every ...
You always read about it:the plumber with the twelve childrenwho wins the Irish Sweepstakes.From toilets to riches.That story.Or the nursemaid,some ...
Thou wants my vote, young man wi' t' carpet-bags, Weel, sit thee down, an' hark what I've to say.It's ...
Alfred Ebenezer Jackson was a very earnest man,Who aspired to be a statesman, and he consequently ranAt a general election ...
We've been out to Pelletier'sBrushing off the stain of years,Quitting all the moods of menAnd been boys and girls again.We ...
In the ember days of my last free summer,here I lie, outside myself, watchingthe gross body eating a poor curry:satisfied ...
'My father still reads the dictionary every day. He says your life depends on your power to master words.' Arthur ...
Our focus lost when we focus on ourselves see us as the creator forgetting our station that we are the ...
Hearing her words, her voice anguished, tired, spent, seeking justice, from her view unification with her babies, her grandchildren, caught ...
Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones-- In fact, he's remarkably fat. He doesn't haunt pubs--he has eight or nine ...
We came to find the place contained in legendary tracts, the hidden land of fulsome wealth that we had sorely ...
GUDE pity me, because I'm little! For though I am an elf o' mettle, An' can, like ony wabster's shuttle, ...
You always read about it: the plumber with the twelve children who wins the Irish Sweepstakes. From toilets to riches. ...
The woman in the ordinary pudgy downcast girl is crouching with eyes and muscles clenched. Round and pebble smooth she ...
I. My face resembles your face less and less each day. When I was young no one mistook whose child ...
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