How The Cat Was Belled (Carolyn Wells Poems)
A fable told by La Fontaine, Two centuries or more ago, Describes some rats who would arraign A cat, their ...
A fable told by La Fontaine, Two centuries or more ago, Describes some rats who would arraign A cat, their ...
The heat haze veiled the distant hills, the white clouds floated high,Drifting in slow content across the blue Australian sky;And ...
The maiden sat by the river side (The rippling water murmurs by),And sadly into the clear blue tide The salt ...
The ferryman, a green reed 'twixt his teeth,With hand on oar, against the current strongHad rowed and rowed so long.But ...
I worship thee, sweet will of God! And all thy ways adore; And every day I live, I ...
Before you're married, strive to live as freeAs possibly you can from venery;Though 'tis a lust of a rebellious kind,That ...
I would that you should know,Dear mother, that I love you — love you so!That I remember other ...
This boat you see, friends, will tell youthat she was the fastest of craft,not to be challenged for speedby any ...
Get to understand the lad--He's not eager to be bad;If the right he always knew,He would be as old as ...
A buglar boy from barrack (it is over the hill There)-boy bugler, born, he tells me, of Irish Mother to ...
Impetuous, headstrong far from perfect Peter's humanity so much like me So hard for him to understand Christ's message in ...
Venus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces, and parks, And told ...
No idle gold -- since this fine sun, my friend, Is no mean miser, but doth freely spend. No prescious ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
Oh! a bare, brown rock Stood up in the sea, The waves at its feet Dancing merrily. A little bubble ...
His headstrong thoughts that once in eager strife Leapt sure from eye to brain and back to eye, Weaving unconscious ...
Master I may be, But not of my fate. Now come the kisses, too many too late. Tell me, O ...
Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining ...
Like the vain Curlings of the Watry maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking Weight does raise; So Man, declining ...
Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet remained At Jordan with the Baptist, and had seen Him whom they heard so late ...
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