Night (Charles Churchill Poems)
AN EPISTLE TO ROBERT LLOYD. Contrarius evehor orbi.--OVID, Met. lib. ii.When foes insult, and prudent friends dispense,In pity's strains, the ...
AN EPISTLE TO ROBERT LLOYD. Contrarius evehor orbi.--OVID, Met. lib. ii.When foes insult, and prudent friends dispense,In pity's strains, the ...
OR SKETCHES OF HIGHLAND SCENERY AND MANNERS: WITH SOME REFLECTIONS ON EMIGRATION. WRITTEN DURING THE AUTHOR'S RECOVERY FROM A LONG ...
READ BEFORE THE NATIONAL CONVENTION OF MEXICAN WAR VETERANS, JANUARY 16, 1874. "WHEN CALIFORNIA WAS A FOREIGN LAND!" How many ...
When Science, trembling in the lengthened shadeOf monster superstitions, and menacedBy raving Bigotry, a dream embracedOf prosperous worlds by mortal ...
Jim marched away one summer day To fight the boastful Hun, In khaki clad, as fine a ...
When Allenby's Army smashed the TurkWho was the bloke who did all the workThe Aussie knows and he'll tell you ...
'TIS painful to a Briton's eyes,To see a tyrant in disguiseUsurping LOUIS ' throne;While Peers and Prelates round him crowd,And ...
Ned Kelly was a gentleman:Many hardships did he endure.He battled to deprive the richThen gave it to the poor.But his ...
How many of our honored dead Now sleep beneath the Southern sod,With nought to mark their resting-place; Their graves unknown, ...
WHAT shouts of rejoicing were heard from our crew,When the dear sea-girt island appear'd to our view!Each arranging delighted his ...
I'M gratify'd to think that youShould wish to see my Songs,As few would read my Book, who knewTo whom this ...
As the Sun withdrew his rays from the garden, and the moon threw cushioned beams upon the flowers, I sat ...
Boo Boo, Boo Boo, do I have a treat, So put away your toys, and have a seat; ***** Boo ...
Melissa: I've still rever'd your Order as Divine; And when I see unblemish'd Virtue ...
I There was a roaring in the wind all night; The rain came heavily and fell in floods; But now ...
I knew a man by sight, A blameless wight, Who, for a year or more, Had daily passed my door, ...
I wanted the gold, and I sought it, I scrabbled and mucked like a slave. Was it famine or scurvy ...
Greenland's icy mountains are fascinating and grand, And wondrously created by the Almighty's command; And the works of the Almighty ...
Ye mountains and glens of Old Ireland, I've returned home to ye again; During my absence from ye My heart ...
All hail to the Empress of India, Great Britain's Queen-- Long may she live in health, happy and serene-- That ...
Ye landsmen all attend my verse, and I'll tell to ye a tale Concerning the barque "Wm. Paterson" that was ...
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