Beowulf (Episode 34) (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
THE fall of his lord he was fain to requitein after days; and to Eadgils he provedfriend to the friendless, ...
THE fall of his lord he was fain to requitein after days; and to Eadgils he provedfriend to the friendless, ...
LOUD broke the surge upon the sullen rock,The startled valleys echoed back the shock;Hard blew the wind, and far as ...
Right as ninepence, thank ye kindly,There are umpty worse than me,I'd be fit to fight tomorrerIf my bloomin' eyes could ...
What is this strange and uncouth thingTo make me sigh, and seek, and faint, and die,Untill I ...
DRIFTING with the ebbing tide, drifting with the tide,Nevermore to stem its course with energy and pride;Nevermore in unison with ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
The costs will be greater though maybe not tomorrow down into our future when the costs are fully realized The ...
Society once believed the laws say so better to have us dwelling living in our own homes But some need ...
The choices being made to cut services for the poor, the disabled the aged, our family Tearing the fabric our ...
Those who count on us the children, the aged, the disabled unable to speak for themselves those not sitting at ...
He cut his hand and it bled, the flesh inside was red and the hurt discounted the flood of red ...
In anguish of my heart replete with woes, And wasting pains, which best my body knows, In tossing slumbers on ...
in the hospitals and jails it's the worst in madhouses it's the worst in penthouses it's the worst in skid ...
AGAINST THE GRAIN "Oxford be silent, I this truth must write Leeds hath for rarities undone thee quite." - William ...
Young Croesus went to pay his call On Colonel Sawbones, Caxton Hall: And, though his wound was healed and mended, ...
Tired with all these, for restful death I cry, As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimm'd ...
Tired with all these, for restful death I cry, As to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimmed ...
It was while we held our races -- Hurdles, sprints and steplechases -- Up in Dandaloo, That a crowd of ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
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