Trivia; or the Art of Walking the Streets of London: Book I. (John Gay Poems)
Of the Implements for Walking the Streets,and Signs of the Weather.Through winter streets to steer your courses aright,How to walk ...
Of the Implements for Walking the Streets,and Signs of the Weather.Through winter streets to steer your courses aright,How to walk ...
That gallant lady, gloriously bright, The stately pillar once of worthiness, And now a little dust, a naked sprite, Turn'd ...
WHEN we were farm boys, years ago,I dare not tell how many,When, strange to say, the fairest dayWas often dark ...
La _Gitanilla!_ tall dragoons In Andalusian afternoons, With ogling eye and compliment Smiled on you, as along you went Some sleepy street of old ...
Hail! United States of Africa-free!Hail! Motherland most bright, divinely fair!State in perfect sisterhood united,Born of truth; mighty thou shalt ever ...
Stranger! behold, interr'd together,The souls of learning and of leather.Poor Joe is gone, but left his all:You'll find his relics ...
I.Nine of the clock, oh! Wake my lazy head!Your shoes of red morocco, Your silk bed-gown:Rouse, rouse, speck-eyed Mary In your high bed!A ...
TO THE MARQUIS GINO CAPPONI. I was mistaken, my dear Gino. Long And greatly have I erred. I fancied life ...
Of Hector's deeds did Homer sing,And of the sack of stately Troy, What griefs fair Helena did bring,Which was Sir ...
Florence, rejoice! For thou o'er land and sea So spread'st thy pinions that the fame of thee Hath reached no ...
I've served in the French Foreign Legion It's Hell! The life couldn't be harder, For it's war to the knife ...
THE night was thick and hazy When the 'Piccadilly Daisy' Carried down the crew and captain in the ...
Мчались звезды. В море мылись мысы.Слепла соль. И слезы высыхали.Были темны спальни. Мчались мысли,И прислушивался сфинкс к Сахаре.Плыли свечи. И ...
List a tale a fairy sent usFresh from dear Mundi Juventus.When Love and all the world was young,And birds conversed ...
Here stand my books, line upon lineThey reach the roof, and row by row,They speak of faded tastes of mine,And ...
I launched her with my small remaining bandand, putting out to sea, we set the mainon that lone ship and ...
Stars were racing; waves were washing headlands.Salt went blind, and tears were slowly drying.Darkened were the bedrooms; thoughts were racing,And ...
"Man wants but little here below." LITTLE I ask; my wants are few; I only wish a hut of stone, ...
(To Ellen Terry) I marvel not Bassanio was so bold To peril all he had upon the lead, Or that ...
Florence, rejoice! For thou o'er land and sea So spread'st thy pinions that the fame of thee Hath reached no ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
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