The Ghost, (Richard Harris Barham Poems)
There stands a City,-- neither large nor small,Its air and situation sweet and pretty;It matters very little -- if at ...
There stands a City,-- neither large nor small,Its air and situation sweet and pretty;It matters very little -- if at ...
Two years have elapsed since the verse of S. W. Met your bright eyes like a fanciful gem;With that kind of ...
Only a tramp by the roadside dead, Only a tramp--who cares?His feet are bare, his dull eyes stare, And the wind plays ...
Down in the street the last late hansoms goStill westward, but with backward eyes of redThe harlot shuffles to her ...
They say that she died of a broken heart (I tell the tale as 'twas told to me);But her spirit ...
Here's the criminal's friend, delightful evening:come like an accomplice, with a wolf's loping:slowly the sky's vast vault hides each feature,and ...
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