The Oeconomy Of Love (John Armstrong Poems)
Thy bounties, Love, in thy soft raptures, whenTimeliest the melting pairs indulge, and howBest to improve the genial joy, how ...
Thy bounties, Love, in thy soft raptures, whenTimeliest the melting pairs indulge, and howBest to improve the genial joy, how ...
The years go by, but they little seemLike those within our dream;The years that stood in such luring guise,Beckoning us ...
Oh, what a blessed interval A rainy day may be! No lightning flash nor tempest roar, But one incessant, steady pour Of dripping melody; When ...
The bugle sounds the measured call to prayers, The band starts bravely with a clarion hymn, From every side, singly, in groups, ...
In Fanscomb Barn (who knows not Fanscomb Barn?) Seated between the sides of rising Hills, Whose airy Tops o'erlook the ...
Hark, hark!The dogs do bark;Beggars are coming to town:Some in rags,Some in tags,And some in velvet gowns!Coming, coming always!Crowding into ...
We are as mendicants who waitAlong the roadside in the sun.Tatters of yesterday and shredsOf morrow clothe us every one.And ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
A pathetic tragedy I will relate, Concerning poor Fred. Marsden's fate, Who suffocated himself by the fumes of gas, On ...
SECTION ONE "Give the engines room, Give the engines room." Louder, faster The little band-master Whips up the fluting, Hurries ...
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