The Rebel Scot (John Cleveland Poems)
How, Providence? and yet a Scottish crew?Then Madam Nature wears black patches too!What, shall our nation be in bondage thusUnto ...
How, Providence? and yet a Scottish crew?Then Madam Nature wears black patches too!What, shall our nation be in bondage thusUnto ...
I had a dream this morning off Madeira,About my poem and its publication.Methought it was still-born, and I could hear ...
The frivolous can call me frivolous.I've always been most punctilious aboutimportant things. And I insistthat no one knows better than ...
_A lay sung in the Temple of Minerva Girtanensis_. I Aemilia Girtonensis, By the Nine Muses swore That the ...
Ebbs and flows the restless river In the city streetWhere the great nerve centres quiver, Where the pulses ...
Seeds in a dry pod, tick, tick, tick, Tick, tick, tick, like mites in a quarrel— Faint iambics that the ...
All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, ...
Trochee trips from long to short; From long to long in solemn sort Slow Spondee stalks, strong foot!, yet ill ...
Seeds in a dry pod, tick, tick, tick, Tick, tick, tick, like mites in a quarrel-- Faint iambics that the ...
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