Squire Percy’s Pride (Marietta Holley Poems)
The Squire was none of your common men Whose ancestors nobody knows,But visible was his lineage In the lines of his Roman ...
The Squire was none of your common men Whose ancestors nobody knows,But visible was his lineage In the lines of his Roman ...
The fruits are ripe, dipped in fire,Cooked and sampled on earth. And there's a law,That things crawl off in the ...
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
How I love the working-class girls of Leeds, Their mile-wide smiles, eyes bright as beads, Their young breasts bobbing as ...
In the naked bed, in Plato's cave, Reflected headlights slowly slid the wall, Carpenters hammered under the shaded window, Wind ...
It was biting cold, and the falling snow, Which filled a poor little match girl's heart with woe, Who was ...
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