Augustus Gloop! Augustus Gloop (Roald Dahl Poems)
'Augustus Gloop! Augustus Gloop!The great big greedy nincompoop!How long could we allow this beastTo gorge and guzzle, feed and feastOn ...
'Augustus Gloop! Augustus Gloop!The great big greedy nincompoop!How long could we allow this beastTo gorge and guzzle, feed and feastOn ...
Let the classic pilgrim rove,By Egeria's fount to stand,Or sit in Vancluse's grot of love,Afar from his native land;Let him ...
Sweet little myth of the nursery story-- Earliest love of mine infantile breast,Be something tangible, bloom in thy glory Into existence, as ...
But when Endymion, wandering alone,With youth and love of loveliness forlorn,Being greatly sorrowful with beauty, cameUpon the silence of a ...
I.Mastro Spaghi era il boia--della citta' d'Urbino.Contava cinquant'anni;--era smilzo e piccino;Era calvo; il suo cranio,--da lontano, parevaUna palla di vetro.--Sul ...
Our Skeeta was married, our Skeeta! the tomboy and pet of the ...
Who murmurs, hither, hither: whoWhere nought is audible so fills the ear?Where nought is visible can make appearA veil with ...
You would that I write on the Sabbath of God,But know you the meaning contain'd in that word?You would that ...
I AROSE to depart when the dew of my dawningYet shone in thine eyes and thine infantile mirth:A dark little ...
(A GEOLOGICAL ADDRESS)"Speak, O man, less recent! Fragmentary fossil!Primal pioneer of pliocene formation,Hid in lowest drifts below the earliest stratum ...
Ah, drops of gold in whitening flameBurning, we know your lovely name -Daisies, that little children pull!Like all weak things, ...
Blest Babe! it at length has withdrawn, The ...
Taste? Good taste? It's been argued before, But not many agree on it yet.Much that A may condone B may ...
Mother! Mother! The startled cry of childish fright Rang through the silence of the night, As but the mother's fond ...
An idle lingerer on the wayside's road,He gathers up his work and yawns away;A little longer, ere the tiresome loadShall ...
I saw a mother holdingHer play-worn baby son, Her pliant arms enfolding The drooping little one. Her lips were made ...
(For Aline) Monsignore, Right Reverend Bishop Valentinus, Sometime of Interamna, which is called Ferni, Now of the delightful Court of ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
All day he lay upon the sand When summer sun was bright, And let the grains sift through his hand ...
FIRST Be it a girl, or one of the boys, It is scarlet all over its avoirdupois, It is red, ...
from an officer's diary during the last war I The sour daylight cracks through my sleep-caked lids. "Stephan! Stephan!" The ...
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