Jessie (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
You were my first love Gone when I was thirteen On May Day, your day. Your smiling face and the ...
You were my first love Gone when I was thirteen On May Day, your day. Your smiling face and the ...
FLORENTINE we now design to show;-- A greater blockhead ne'er appeared below; It seems a prudent woman he had wed, ...
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
Tis true of courage I'm no mistress No Boadicia nor Thalestriss Nor shall I e'er be famed hereafter For such ...
To drive Paul out of any lumber camp All that was needed was to say to him, "How is the ...
In seventeen hundred, a much hated sultan visited us twice, finally dying of headaches in the south harbor. Ever since, ...
Thou leaden brain, which censur'st what I write, And say'st my lines be dull and do not move, I marvel ...
This slow Day moved along -- I heard its axles go As if they could not hoist themselves They hated ...
The Frost of Death was on the Pane -- "Secure your Flower" said he. Like Sailors fighting with a Leak ...
My Triumph lasted till the Drums Had left the Dead alone And then I dropped my Victory And chastened stole ...
Advance is Life's condition The Grave but a Relay Supposed to be a terminus That makes it hated so -- ...
I worked for chaff and earning Wheat Was haughty and betrayed. What right had Fields to arbitrate In matters ratified? ...
It seldom snowed they said, and they were nearly right. In all of nine eventful seasons crystal white on average ...
Ye flags of Piccadilly, Where I posted up and down, And wished myself so often Well away from you and ...
'Tis true, Idoloclastes Satyrane ! (So call him, for so mingling blame with praise, And smiles with anxious looks, his ...
AN ALPHABET OF FAMOUS GOOPS. Which you 'll Regard with Yells and Whoops. Futile Acumen! For you Yourselves are Doubtless ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
I would I were a careless child, Still dwelling in my highland cave, Or roaming through the dusky wild, Or ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
LAST May, a braw wooer cam doun the lang glen, And sair wi' his love he did deave me; I ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
As a girl, she hated the grain of anything on her fins. Now she is part fire ant, part centipede. ...
The parrot, screeching, flew out into the darkness, Circled three times above the upturned faces With a great whir of ...
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...
THOU, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign; Of thy caprice maternal I complain. The peopled fold thy kindly care have found, ...
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