Oxford From The Trenches (Ewart Alan Mackintosh Poems)
The clouds are in the sky, and a light rain falling,And through the sodden trench splashed figures come and go,But ...
The clouds are in the sky, and a light rain falling,And through the sodden trench splashed figures come and go,But ...
When Spring comes back to EnglandAnd crowns her brows with May,Round the merry moonlit worldShe goes the greenwood way:She throws ...
Friendship needs no studied phrases,Polished face, or winning wiles;Friendship deals no lavish praises,Friendship dons no surface smiles.Friendship follows nature's diction,Shuns ...
The Eagle screams at the beck of trade, so Spain, as the world goes round, Must wrestle the right to ...
A day of seeming innocence, A glorious sun and sky, And, just above my picket fence, Black Bonnet passing by. ...
Your jar of Virginny Will cost you a guinea, Which you reckon too much by five shillings or ten; But ...
THE FAIRY TEMPLE; OR, OBERON'S CHAPEL DEDICATED TO MR JOHN MERRIFIELD, COUNSELLOR AT LAW RARE TEMPLES THOU HAST SEEN, I ...
(i) absinthe makes the hurt grow fonder the green fairy burbles what's this 'ere when vincent (sozzled) knifes his lug ...
A rhinestone skein, a jeweled brocade of light,- the city is a garment stretched so thin her festive colors bleed ...
Remote and ineffectual Don That dared attack my Chesterton, With that poor weapon, half-impelled, Unlearnt, unsteady, hardly held, Unworthy for ...
She sits beside the window. All who pass Turn once again to gaze on her sweet face. She is so ...
( I ) for 'JC' of the TLS Nightmare of metropolitan amalgam Grand Hotel and myself as a guest there ...
Tes pas, enfants de mon silence, Saintement, lentement placés, Vers le lit de ma vigilance Procèdent muets et glacés. Personne ...
Can I, my friend, with thee condole?-- Can I conceive the woes that try men, When late repentance racks the ...
Behold! the Spanish flag they're raising Before the Palace courtyard gate; To watch its progress bold and blazing Two hundred ...
Men of the High North, the wild sky is blazing; Islands of opal float on silver seas; Swift splendors kindle, ...
The Spanish women don't wear slacks Because their hips are too enormous. 'Tis true each bulbous bosom lacks No inspiration ...
Drake he's in his hammock an' a thousand miles away, (Capten, art tha sleepin' there below?) Slung atween the round ...
'Ye have robb'd,' said he, 'ye have slaughter'd and made an end, Take your ill-got plunder, and bury the dead: ...
Out of town the sky was bright and blue, Never fog-cloud, lowering, thick, was seen to frown; Nature dons a ...
"My propositions serve as elucidations in the following way: anyone who understands them eventually recognizes them as nonsensical, when he ...
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