A Bill for the Better Promotion of Oppression on the Sabbath Day (Thomas Love Peacock Poems)
Forasmuch as the Canter's and Fanatic's LordSayeth peace and joy are by me abhorred;And would fill each Sunday with gloom ...
Forasmuch as the Canter's and Fanatic's LordSayeth peace and joy are by me abhorred;And would fill each Sunday with gloom ...
What should the wars do with these jigging fools?The man behind the book may not be man,His own man or ...
When frost's all on our winder, an' the snow's All out-o'-doors, our "Old-Kriss"-milkman goes A-drivin' round, ist purt'-nigh froze to death, With his ...
You always read about it:the plumber with the twelve childrenwho wins the Irish Sweepstakes.From toilets to riches.That story.Or the nursemaid,some ...
In dreams the same bad dream goes on. Like some gigantic German toy the house has been rebuilt upon its ...
What time I seek my virtuous couch to steal Some surcease from the labours of the day,Ere silence like a ...
A mysterious naked man has been reportedon Cranston Avenue. The police are performingthe usual ceremonies with coloured lights and sirens.Almost ...
The warm fire.The comfortable chairs.The merry companions.The stroke of twelve.The wild suggestion.The good sports.The man who hasn't slept for weeks.The ...
Morning paper? Here you are!Morning papers everywhere-Bed or breakfast-tram or car.'Nothing in it.' But it's there.Banging bombs and sweating men-Nights ...
That whistling Milkman so long ago With tunes so happy and gay,So very little did he knowHow well he started ...
The little boy pressed his face against the window-pane and looked out at the bright sunshiny morning. The cobble-stones of ...
"Bright with sunny periods some cloud, occasional showers" says the local TV forecast. It has been persistently precipitating for more ...
The shades of night was fallin' slow As through New York a guy did go And nail on ev'ry barroom ...
You always read about it: the plumber with the twelve children who wins the Irish Sweepstakes. From toilets to riches. ...
The clover was in blossom, an' the year was at the June, When Flap-jack Billy hit the town, likewise O'Flynn's ...
Here come my night thoughts On crutches, Returning from studying the heavens. What they thought about Stayed the same, Stayed ...
In the naked bed, in Plato's cave, Reflected headlights slowly slid the wall, Carpenters hammered under the shaded window, Wind ...
THE POLICEMAN buys shoes slow and careful; the teamster buys gloves slow and careful; they take care of their feet ...
She had thought the studio would keep itself; no dust upon the furniture of love. Half heresy, to wish the ...
A mysterious naked man has been reported on Cranston Avenue. The police are performing the usual ceremonies with coloured lights ...
This poem has a door, a locked door, and curtains drawn against the day, but at night the lights come ...
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