Our Profession (Jared Barhite Poems)
There's an art in our profession, Which cannot be wholly learned From all books in our possession, Though their leaves be deftly turned Till ...
There's an art in our profession, Which cannot be wholly learned From all books in our possession, Though their leaves be deftly turned Till ...
Huzza! Hodgson, we are going, Our embargo's off at last; Favourable breezes blowing Bend the canvass o'er the mast. From aloft the signal's streaming, Hark! ...
O! were I one of the Olympian twelve,Their godships should pass this into law,--That when a man doth set himself ...
The last Speech and dying words of the CROSS of Edinburgh, which was hanged, drawn and quartered, on Monday the ...
WHENE'ER with pitying eye I viewEach operative sot in town.I smile to think how wondrous fewGet drunk who study at ...
Ho! the car EmancipationRides majestic thro' our nation,Bearing on its train the story,Liberty! a nation's glory.Roll it along, thro' the ...
The stormy Cape is passed; now the wide seaRolls with a prouder and a bolder swell;The joyous tar, chaunting "Ho, ...
A mindful man, but hearted like a child, Lived near my dwelling; he was frank and glad, Though many sorrows might have ...
Luff up, boys! clew up, and furl every sail;Clear the cables—let all fly, and clew;Though rocks are a-lee, she will ...
Huzza, my boys! our friends the Dutch have risen,Our good old friends, and burst the Tyrant's prison!Aye, and have done ...
TO David Garrick, Esq;——— Ridiculum acriFortius ac melius magnas plerumque secat res. HoracePreface:The Author begs Leave to premise, that in ...
Mary of Modena d. 1718 {1}Dark was the shade where only cou'd be seenDisasterous Yew that ever balefull greenDistructive in ...
If A veteran author had wished to engage Our assistance to-day, for a speech from the stage, We ...
Why stay we at home, now the season is come!Jolly lads let us liquor our throats;Our interest we wrong, if ...
What's the blast from the trumpets? Hussars, to the fray! The field-marshal rides in the rolling mellay: So ...
Salute the august train! a scene so grand, With every tuneful band; The mighty brave, His country bound to save, ...
Ha, tott'ring Johny, strut and boast, But think of what your feathers cost; Your crowing days are short at most, ...
When the broad-bottom'd Junto, with reason at strife,Resign'd, with a sigh, its political life;When converted to Rome, and of honesty ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
DAME DOWSON, was a granny grey, Who, three score years and ten, Had pass'd her busy hours away, In talking ...
It was on the 21st of March in the year of 1801, The British were at their posts every man; ...
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