Sonnets (Peter John Allan Poems)
I.Leaving his mountain eyrie far behind, On mighty pinions swiftly borne away, The eagle bathes his plumage in the day—Such flight is ...
I.Leaving his mountain eyrie far behind, On mighty pinions swiftly borne away, The eagle bathes his plumage in the day—Such flight is ...
In Windsor Terrace, number four, I've taken my abode-A little crescent from the street, A bight from City Road;And, hard up and ...
The presbytery has gone to pot since this house-keeper came;She's up-to-date and stylish; but the place is not the sameSince ...
Don't desert mejust because I stayed up last nightwatching The Lost Weekend.I know I've spent too much timepraising your naked ...
Is it illusion? or does there a spirit from perfecter ages, Here, even yet, amid loss, change, and corruption abide? ...
I.IN the beautiful Castleton Island a mansion of lordly style,Embowered in gardens and lawns, looks over the glimmering bay.In the ...
Home, Sweet Home. I'm a Bedfordshire Chap, and Bill Stumps is my name, And to tell it don't give me ...
A rose in my garden, the sweetest and fairest,Was hanging her head through the long golden hours;And early one morning ...
LILE bonnie calf I hand-reared When t' white cow wur taken away,Thoo followed me round our fold-yard Like a puppy ...
(1) a great man there was a great man so great he couldn't be criticised in the light who died ...
I have just spent one-hour-and-a-half handicapping tomorrow's card. when am I going to get at the poems? well, they'll just ...
So much rain, so much life like the swollen sky of this black August. My sister, the sun, broods in ...
The back, the yoke, the yardage. Lapped seams, The nearly invisible stitches along the collar Turned in a sweatshop by ...
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Sat gossiping with Robert. (She was really a raving beauty in her day. With Mary Pickford curls ...
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