The Christiad (Henry Kirke White Poems)
BOOK I.I.I sing the Cross!—Ye white-robed angel choirs,Who know the chords of harmony to sweep,Ye who o'er holy David's varying ...
BOOK I.I.I sing the Cross!—Ye white-robed angel choirs,Who know the chords of harmony to sweep,Ye who o'er holy David's varying ...
The ships that trade foreign, to London they bearTheir cargoes unnumbered both common and rare,Their bales and their gunny-sacks, tea-chests ...
Christmas, said Bill, "on Christmas cards, it's winders all aglow,An' lots o' stuff to eat an' drink an' a good ...
In the old town traditions -- as greybeards will explain --One epic tale immortalises Lah-di-dah Lane, Clerk to a local ...
We will go no more to Shaemus, at the Nip, for sly innuendo and an Oporto Flip, the rough but ...
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U, whose head was cut off in Shanghai A CLAIM Renowned Leonardo's world-famous "La ...
Soft was the night, the eve how airy, When through the big, fat dictionary I wandered on in careless ease, ...
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