The Muses Threnodie: Third Muse (Henry Adamson Poems)
as we did behold the salmon sporting,We spied some countrie clowns to us resorting,Who striken were with sudden admiration,To see ...
as we did behold the salmon sporting,We spied some countrie clowns to us resorting,Who striken were with sudden admiration,To see ...
Poeta Skelton Laureatus libellum suum metrice alloquitur.Ad dominum properato meum mea pagina Percy, Qui ...
SPRYTES of the bleste, the pious Nygelle sed,Poure owte yer pleasaunce onn mie fadres hedde.Rycharde of Lyons harte to fyghte ...
Hey dol! merry dol! ring a dong dillo!Ring a dong! hop along! fal lal the willow!Tom Bom, jolly Tom, Tom ...
A thing most straunge to tell, of late did chaunce to me:whiles yt I tooke my pen in had, to ...
WHICH ESCAPED FROM THE WRITER'S HAND, AND FAL-LING DOWN THE AREA OF A HOUSE, COULD NOTBE FOUND.MISTAKEN Bird, ah whither ...
Small type of great ones, that do humWithin this whole world's narrow room,That with a busie hollow noiseCatch at the ...
There's nane that's blest of human kind,But the cheerful and the gay, man,Fal, la, la, &c.Here's a bottle and an ...
In Scotland there was a babie born, Lill lal, etc. And his name it was ...
Llio eurwallt lliw arian, llewychu mae fal lluwch m?n. Mae ar ei phen, seren serch, ...
I. THE PERSONIFIED SENTIMENTALAFFECTION'S charm no longer gilds The idol of the shrine;But cold Oblivion seeks to fill ...
In Grecian soyle two brothers born there is, they father haue Agenetos, whose blis, In happie time the children ...
Fle fro the pres, and dwelle with sothefastness{.e}, Suffise thin owen thing, thei it be smal; ...
No sooner come, but gone, and fal'n asleep,Acquaintance short, yet parting caus'd us weep,Three flours, two searcely blown, the last ...
I'm a gay tra, la, la,With my fal, lal, la, la,And my bright--And my light-- Tra, la, le. ...
Eclogue the First. Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde, From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie, Kennynge ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
I'm a rattling boy from Dublin town, I courted a girl called Biddy Brown, Her eyes they were as black ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
On this thy natal day permit a friend - A brother - with thy joys his own to blend: In ...
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