Poor Honest Men (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Your jar of Virginny Will cost you a guinea, Which you reckon too much by five shillings or ten; But ...
Your jar of Virginny Will cost you a guinea, Which you reckon too much by five shillings or ten; But ...
'T was Fultah Fisher's boarding-house, Where sailor-men reside, And there were men of all the ports From Mississip to Clyde, ...
High on a slope in New Guinea The Grumman Hellcat lodges among bright vines as thick as arms. In 1943, ...
I Jesús, Estrella, Esperanza, Mercy: Sails flashing to the wind like weapons, sharks following the moans the fever and the ...
On Jubilee Day the Ramsbottoms Invited relations to tea, Including young Albert's grandmother- An awkward old . . party, was ...
So much Summer Me for showing Illegitimate -- Would a Smile's minute bestowing Too exorbitant To the Lady With the ...
The Tint I cannot take -- is best -- The Color too remote That I could show it in Bazaar ...
I had a guinea golden -- I lost it in the sand -- And tho' the sum was simple And ...
Long ago in a poultry yard One dull November morn, Beneath a motherly soft wing A little goose was born. ...
IS there for honest Poverty That hings his head, an' a' that; The coward slave-we pass him by, We dare ...
O ROUGH, rude, ready-witted Rankine, The wale o' cocks for fun an' drinkin! There's mony godly folks are thinkin, Your ...
Is there, for honest Poverty That hings his head, and a' that; The coward-slave, we pass him by, We dare ...
You ladies of merry England Who have been to kiss the Duchess's hand, Pray, did you not lately observe in ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want ...
Let Elizur rejoice with the Partridge, who is a prisoner of state and is proud of his keepers. Let Shedeur ...
(Time, Noon.) HUMPHREY: See'st thou not William that the scorching Sun By this time half his daily race has run? ...
"Only a pound," said the auctioneer, "Only a pound; and I'm standing here Selling this animal, gain or loss -- ...
Why are you running so fast hither and thither Chasing midges or butterflies? Some of you are standing solemnly scratching ...
Oh something just now must be happening there! That suddenly and quiveringly here, Amid the city's noises, I must think ...
Dürer would have seen a reason for living in a town like this, with eight stranded whales to look at; ...
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