(Thomas Chatterton Poems)
SCENE IMAGNUS, HURRA, and HIE PREESTE, wyth the ARMIE, neare Watchette.MAGNUS.Swythe lette the offrendes to the Goddes begynne,To knowe of ...
SCENE IMAGNUS, HURRA, and HIE PREESTE, wyth the ARMIE, neare Watchette.MAGNUS.Swythe lette the offrendes to the Goddes begynne,To knowe of ...
"On the departure of rainy season bechanced is autumn with a heart-pleasingly bloomed lotus as her face, betokening the heart-pleasing ...
(The exile Meliboeus finds Tityrus in possession of his own farm,restored to him by the emperor Augustus, and a conversation ...
Many a league of salt sea rolls Between us, yet I think our souls, Dear friend, are still ...
The monk was praying in his cell,With bowed head praying sore;He had been praying on his kneesFor two long hours ...
Stuffed with tradition and trammels of yore, Cramped in their studies, they sneer and scoldAt the strange, new passions young ...
Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Bright and yellow, hard and cold Molten, graven, hammered and rolled, Heavy to get and light ...
Come pity us, all ye who see Our harps hung on the willow-tree; Come pity us, ye passers-by, Who see ...
the policeman on the streets found christmas in a box tipped it down a manhole it wasn't wearing socks a ...
Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat- Found the ...
There can be certain potions needled in the clock for the body's fall from grace, to untorture and to plead ...
A beggar in the street I saw, Who held a hand like withered claw, As cold as clay; But as ...
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