The Cellar Door (John Clare Poems)
By the old tavern door on the causey there layA hogshead of stingo just rolled from a dray,And there stood ...
By the old tavern door on the causey there layA hogshead of stingo just rolled from a dray,And there stood ...
It is night-time when the saddest and the darkest memories haunt,When outside the printing office the most glaring posters flaunt,When ...
I sat beside a lady fair, A lady grave and sweet;Withal so wise, that well I might Have sat me at her ...
While the crippled cruisers stagger where the blind horizon dips,And the ocean ooze is rising round the sunken battle-ships,While the ...
Ire per Ignes,Et gladios ausim. Neque ad hoc tamen ignibus ullis,Aut gladiis opus est; opus est mihi Crine. —Ovid. Met. ...
It was an Undergraduate, his years were scarce nineteen; Discretion's years and wisdom's teeth he plainly ne'er had seen; For ...
A was an apt Alligator, Who wanted to be a head-waiter; He said, "I opine In that field ...
The poet cried, ' I am obsessed, * And out of joint I find the times ; Silent the Muse ...
next to of course god america ilove you land of the pilgrims' and so forth ohsay can you see by ...
The daughter of the village Maire Is very fresh and very fair, A dazzling eyeful; She throws upon me such ...
"Aye," said the boozer, "I tell you it's true, sir, I once was a punter with plenty of pelf, But ...
Him goin' to ride for us! Him -- with the pants and the eyeglass and all. Amateur! don't he just ...
Oh, "rorty" was a mid-Victorian word Which meant "fine, splendid, jolly," And often to me it has reoccurred In moments ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
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