Satire II (John Donne Poems)
Sir; though (I thanke God for it) I do hatePerfectly all this towne, yet there's one stateIn all ill things ...
Sir; though (I thanke God for it) I do hatePerfectly all this towne, yet there's one stateIn all ill things ...
As I sat smoking, alone, yesterday, And lazily leaning back in my chair, Enjoying myself in a general way-- Allowing my thoughts a ...
Down beside the loathly Pitch Lake,In the stately Morichal,Sat an ancient Spanish Indian,Peering through the columns tall.Watching vainly for the ...
Let the Statesman swarm like bees, At Receptions and Levees, And Diplomats the drawing-room adorn; Let Patriots grow gray, ...
Full knee-deep lies the winter snow,And the winter winds are wearily sighing:Toll ye the church bell sad and slow,And tread ...
With big tin trumpet and little red drum,Marching like soldiers, the children come!It 's this way and that way they ...
A Song.Oh, Jamie brewed a bowl o' punch,And a' his friends to help cam' in; A jollier set of chiels ...
With big tin trumpet and little red drum, Marching like soldiers, the children come! It 's this way and that ...
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