Jones M.P. (C J Dennis Poems)
It was thus in the beginning: With a sporting chance of winning, Jones contested an election years ago.He was young, ...
It was thus in the beginning: With a sporting chance of winning, Jones contested an election years ago.He was young, ...
1. WATNEY Lady Margaret. 5. STEAVENSON Trinity Hall 2. BEEBEE Lady Margaret. 6. BORTHWICK 1st Trinity. ...
HE.See the smoke-wreaths how they curl so lightly skywardFrom the ivied cottage nestled in the trees:Such a lovely spot-I really ...
CARMEN AMOEBAEUM IHorace: Book III, Ode 9."Donec gratus eram tibi--"HORACEWhen I was your stiddy, my loveliest Lyddy, ...
The Jewish king now walks at large and sound,Yet of our emissary Malzah hear we nothing:Go now, sweet spirit, and, ...
Sadly sobbing, sadly sobbing, Rolls the restless wireless sea,Where the wireless waves go bobbing Up and down so dolefully.And nothing ...
The bushmen call me "Cranky Fan," Because my strange erratic flightSeems to uncomprehending man Sign of a wit not over-bright;But ...
The Lion and the Unicorn Of England's Coat-of-ArmsSeldom make bold, so we are told, To ravage English farms.In fact, 'tis ...
Very well, you liberals,And navigators into realms intellectual,You sailors through heights imaginative,Blown about by erratic currents, tumbling into air pockets,You ...
There was once a young man quite erratic Who lived all alone in an attic, He wrote ...
"Of course I was drugged, and so heavily I did not regain consciousness until the next morning. I was horrified ...
This is a spray the Bird clung to, Making it blossom with pleasure, Ere the high tree-top she sprung to, ...
Simple things are lovely things. Rain, dropping from the eaves, Is molten silver streaming down, Upon the fallen leaves. The ...
Well, Mabel, 'tis over and ended--- The ball I wrote was to be; And oh! it was perfectly splendid--- If ...
for Ken Kesey and his merry pranksters in a bus called 'Further...' Dear _______ and here's where the problem begins ...
In the morning, when it was raining, Then the birds were hectic and loudy; Through all the reign is fall's ...
Remember midsummer: the fragrance of box, of white roses And of phlox. And upon a honeysuckle branch Three snails hanging ...
Zut! it's two o'clock. See! the lights are jumping. Finish up your bock, Time we all were humping. Waiters stack ...
I had written him a letter which I had, for want of better Knowledge, sent to where I met him ...
The air heaving like a wounded fish, breathing through its purplish sandy gills, letting in the salty gale, fluttering its ...
Very well, you liberals, And navigators into realms intellectual, You sailors through heights imaginative, Blown about by erratic currents, tumbling ...
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