Saville In Trouble (Albery Allson Whitman Poems)
Sing muse! of Saville and the direful dayWhen beauty fell, to ruthless hands a prey;And life a sacrifice to savage ...
Sing muse! of Saville and the direful dayWhen beauty fell, to ruthless hands a prey;And life a sacrifice to savage ...
The mighty spirit, and its power, which stainsThe bloodless cheek, and vivifies the brains,I sing. Say, ye, its fiery vot'ries ...
Felicity! Who ope'st to none that knocks, yet, laughing weak, ...
I'm standin' at the corner uv the Lane -- The Land called Spadgers -- waiting fer 'is jills.The night's come ...
If I'd 'a' played me Jack on that there Ten Sez Peter Begg, "I might 'a' made the lot.""'Ow could ...
When I'm sittin' in me dug-out wiv me rifle on me knees,An' a yowlin', 'owlin' chorus comes a-floatin' up the ...
WE shipped him at the Sandwich Isles --'Fore God, he's mostly nose! We've fetched him full eight thousand miles To ...
(High-Chin Bo'Way high up the Mogollons,Among the mountain tops,A lion cleaned a yearlin's bonesAnd licked his thankful chops,When on the ...
Gentlemen! a politician,One who values his position,Stands, with easy confidence,Here before you on the fence.For he knows full well, good ...
Across the sands of Syria,Or possibly Algeria,Or some benighted neighborhood of barrenness and drouth,There came the Prophet Samu-u-elUpon the Only ...
Every time would have its songIf the heart were right,Seeing Love all tender-strongFills the day and night.Weary drop the hands ...
My soul, dread not the pestilence that hags The valley; flinch not you, my body young. At these great shouting ...
Already fallen plum-bloom stars the green And apple-boughs as knarred as old toads' backs Wear their ...
Perch on their water perch hung in the clear Bann River Near the clay bank in alder dapple and waver, ...
(a) orihuela-time the sun in orihuela calms the dust and people glide about the streets at ease (problems left indoors ...
Henry of Donnybrook bred like a pig, bred when he was brittle, bred when big, how he's sweating to support ...
KILMARNOCK wabsters, fidge an' claw, An' pour your creeshie nations; An' ye wha leather rax an' draw, Of a' denominations; ...
I strolled up old Bonanza, where I staked in ninety-eight, A-purpose to revisit the old claim. I kept thinking mighty ...
Along the wind-swept platform, pinched and white, The travellers stand in pools of wintry light, Offering themselves to morn's long, ...
The Triumph of Wit Over Suffering Head alone shows you in the prodigious act Of digesting what centuries alone digest: ...
They're taking down a tree at the front door, The power saw is snarling at some nerves, Whining at others. ...
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