The Borough. Letter IX: Amusements (George Crabbe Poems)
OF our Amusements ask you?--We amuseOurselves and friends with seaside walks and views,Or take a morning ride, a novel, or ...
OF our Amusements ask you?--We amuseOurselves and friends with seaside walks and views,Or take a morning ride, a novel, or ...
AT that lost hour disowned of day and night, The after-birth of midnight, when life's face Turns to the wall ...
The women who went to the field, you say,The women who went to the field; and prayWhat did they go ...
Now the Wobble went out on the roaring tide,With a dry dog trotting along by its side;Went over the sea ...
MY Fanny, I have news to tell, Your diligence quite pleases me; You've work'd so neatly, read so well, With ...
MY Fanny, I have news to tell, Your diligence quite pleases me; You've work'd so neatly, read so well, With ...
I SING the family party that once we used to know, The old time family parties we gave so long ...
Poets have sung of the old-fashioned glories The old-fashioned pictures that hung on the wall,The old-fashioned people, the old-fashioned stories, ...
I THINK I want some pies this morning, Said Dick, stretching himself and yawning; So down he threw his slate ...
In summertime it was a paradise Of mountain, frith, and bay, and shining sand; Our outward rowers sang towards the ...
When, foot to wheel and back to wind, The helmsman dare not look behind, But hears beyond his compass-light, The ...
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
He dug what she said: bright jellies, smooth marmalade spread on warm brown bread. "Jazz" from drowsy lips orchids lift ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
From Brooklyn, over the Brooklyn Bridge, on this fine morning, please come flying. In a cloud of fiery pale chemicals, ...
Just when I thought there wasn't room enough for another thought in my head, I had this great idea-- call ...
1 I SING the Body electric; The armies of those I love engirth me, and I engirth them; They will ...
"I think I want some pies this morning," Said Dick, stretching himself and yawning; So down he threw his slate ...
1 You, once a belle in Shreveport, with henna-colored hair, skin like a peachbud, still have your dresses copied from ...
We think of hidden in a white dress among the folded linens and sachets of well-kept cupboards, or just out ...
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