L’allegro (Coventry Patmore Poems)
Felicity! Who ope'st to none that knocks, yet, laughing weak, ...
Felicity! Who ope'st to none that knocks, yet, laughing weak, ...
Come mourn with me for the land of Gosh, Oh, weep with me for the luckless GlugsOf the land of ...
Far reaching down's a solid sea sunk everlastingly to rest, And yet whose billows seem to be for ever heaving ...
OH! me and Nellie Barker live way down on William Street,- I'll bet you couldn't find another youngster half so ...
I'd not complain of Sister Jane, for she was good and kind,Combining with rare comeliness distinctive gifts of mind;Nay, I'll ...
Friend, by the way you hump yourself you're from the States, I know, And born in old Mizzourah, where the ...
We met at night in the season's hight,Mid revel and mirth and song.I looked in your eye with a mute, ...
LAST night we had a hurry call to go to daughter May, Her husband said that Ma and me were ...
It is not ornamental, the cost is not great,There are other things far more useful, yet truly I state,Though of ...
IT'S a high-falutin' title they have handed us;It's very complimentary and grand;But a year or so ago they called us ...
I'm a beautiful red, red drum,And I train with the soldier boys;As up the street we come,Wonderful is our noise!There's ...
Down here in Cactus Center we ain't much on splittin' hairs;In the fancy shades of language we are puttin' on ...
Will you ever forget the mid-watches at sea?How you tumbled out sleepy and dazed,And though you maneuvered as still as ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
I'm a beautiful red, red drum, And I train with the soldier boys; As up the street we come, Wonderful ...
I'd not complain of Sister Jane, for she was good and kind, Combining with rare comeliness distinctive gifts of mind; ...
Saint Peter stood, at Heaven's gate, All souls claims to adjudicate Saying to some souls, "Enter in!" "Go to Hell," ...
This is the song of the parson's son, as he squats in his shack alone, On the wild, weird nights, ...
Because back home in Tennessee I was a champeen shot, They made a sniper outa me An' ninety krouts I ...
'Twas Driver Smith of Battery A was anxious to see a fight; He thought of the Transvaal all the day, ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
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