A Ballad Of The Boston Tea-Party (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
Read at a meeting of the Massachusetts Historical Society.No! never such a draught was pouredSince Hebe served with nectarThe bright ...
Read at a meeting of the Massachusetts Historical Society.No! never such a draught was pouredSince Hebe served with nectarThe bright ...
When crowding folks, with strange ill faces,Were making legs, and begging places,And some with patents, some with merit,Tired out my ...
He didn't want to do it with skill,He'd had enough of skill. If he never sawAnother villanelle, it would be ...
Three gipsy men I saw one day Stretched out on the grass together, As wearily o'er the sandy way My wagon brushed the ...
(To Caroline Augusta Hopper)'Tis I go fiddling, fiddling,By weedy ways forlorn;I make the blackbird's musicEre in his breast 'tis born:The ...
Fallen on field clumps at your feet,I do not grieveFor the long night spent in vigilBeneath living crosses;Now the depths ...
Chances are, at this moment,On a lakesideNear BrusselsHe's thinking of Edith Almera.Edith AlmeraPlays first fiddleIn a gypsy band:She's acclaimed and ...
THE VICAR.WHERE ends our chancel in a vaulted space,Sleep the departed Vicars of the place;Of most, all mention, memory, thought ...
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at --- Hall, North. A Public Breakfast. Motives for the same.--A List of the ...
What was it that made us meet in this house so peaceful?You probably do not know, yellow bird;Nor do you ...
There came a crowder to the Mermaid Inn, One dark May night,Fiddling a tune that quelled our motley din, With ...
I've a pal called Billy Peg-leg, with one leg a wood leg,And Billy' he's a ship's cook and lives upon ...
Tell me if you can, the rule by which a man Selects his worse or better half. Truly it would ...
(will you teach awretch to livestraighter than a needle)ask her ask ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
HAIL, thairm-inspirin', rattlin' Willie! Tho' fortune's road be rough an' hilly To every fiddling, rhyming billie, We never heed, But ...
Incarnate devil in a talking snake, The central plains of Asia in his garden, In shaping-time the circle stung awake, ...
Who was there had seen us Wouldn't bid him run? Heavy lay between us All our sires had done. There ...
He didn't want to do it with skill, He'd had enough of skill. If he never saw Another villanelle, it ...
At on time, in America, many years ago, Large gray wolves wont to wander to and fro; And from the ...
A curse upon each king who leads his state, No matter what his plea, to this foul game, And may ...
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