The Famous Historie: Cap. XVI (Patrick Gordon Poems)
The Argument.The English armie furth before their KingTo mater comes and all their foraigne aidDouglas returnd recounteth eurie thingDitchis t'intrap ...
The Argument.The English armie furth before their KingTo mater comes and all their foraigne aidDouglas returnd recounteth eurie thingDitchis t'intrap ...
IThe bland many-eyed wallsof skyscrapers and the modestin-between brownstone housesshall not bruise the thrust of his rapier spiritrather the artist ...
Dulce est desipere in loco.Some Folks are drunk, yet do not know it:So might not Bacchus give You Law?Was it ...
To the lower Hall of Valhalla, to the heroes of no renown,Relieved from his spell at the listening-post, came Rifleman ...
Man was made of social earth,Child and brother from his birth;Tethered by a liquid cordOf blood through veins of kindred ...
Per melhs cobrir lo mal pes e.l cossirechan e deport et ai joi e solatz;e fatz esfortz car sai chantar ...
They talked of old campaigns, nineteen-fourteenAnd Mons and watery Yser, nineteen-fifteenAnd Neuve Chapelle, 'sixteen, 'seventeen, 'eighteenAnd after. And they grumbled, ...
O ! que j'aime la solitude !Que ces lieux sacr?s ? la nuit, Eloign?s du monde et du bruit, Plaisent ...
There once was a time when I revelled in rhyme, with Valentines deluged my cousins, Translated Tibullus and ...
'E sez to me, "Wot's orl this flamin' war? The papers torks uv nothin' else but scraps.An'wot's ole England got ...
When such a day, blesst the Arcadian plaine,Warm without Sun, and shady without rain,Fann'd by an air, that scarsly bent ...
Jim marched away one summer day To fight the boastful Hun, In khaki clad, as fine a ...
Air — "Hey the Rantin' Murray's Ha'."Hey the rantin' Murray's ha'!Mirth and glee amang them a'!The courtly laird, the leddy ...
Primitive I ate my fill of a whale that died And stranded after a month at sea. . . . ...
When such a day, blesst the Arcadian plaine, Warm without Sun, and shady without rain, Fann'd by an air, that ...
Tramp, tramp, the grim road, the road from Mons to Wipers (I've 'ammered out this ditty with me bruised and ...
To the Lords of Convention 'twas Claver'se who spoke. 'Ere the King's crown shall fall there are crowns to be ...
Never knew Jim, did you? Our boy Jim? Bless you, there was the likely lad; Supple and straight and long ...
or, The First Steamboat up the Alabama. You, Dinah! Come and set me whar de ribber-roads does meet. De Lord, ...
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