From Snipe, A Favourite Dog, To His Master (Janet Little Poems)
O BEST of good masters, your mild dispositionPerhaps may induce you to read my petition:Believe me in earnest, though acting ...
O BEST of good masters, your mild dispositionPerhaps may induce you to read my petition:Believe me in earnest, though acting ...
Genius, like gold and precious stones,is chiefly prized because of its rarity.Geniuses are people who dash off weird, wild,incomprehensible poems ...
Thou Poet, who, like any lark, Dost whet thy beak and trill From misty morn till murky dark, Nor ever pipe thy fill: Hast ...
Madam, Since Anna visited the muse's seat,(Around her tomb let weeping angels wait)Hail, thou, the brightest of thy sex, and ...
L'Homme qui ne se trouve point, et ne se trouvera jamais.The man who feels the dear disease,Forgets himself, neglects to ...
THE ISLE OF REFUGE.Lemminkainen, full of joyance,Handsome hero, Kaukomieli,Took provisions in abundance,Fish and butter, bread and bacon,Hastened to the Isle ...
I. WHAT song is this which on the water rings, Rousing the lonely post? — its flag ascends:Forth from the ...
1I understand the boredom of the clerksfatigue shifting like dunes within their eyesa frightful nausea gumming up the worksthat once ...
What's the use? Give it best;Cut her loose; Have a rest.Hope is dead; Gloom collects,Nuff is said - ...
The Lady Poverty was fair:But she has lost her looks of late,With change of times and change of air.Ah slattern, ...
IN that so temperate Soil Arcadia nam'd, For fertile Pasturage by Poets fam'd; Stands a steep Hill, whose lofty jetting ...
Fair stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance; Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
FAIR stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
Fair stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
Genius, like gold and precious stones, is chiefly prized because of its rarity. Geniuses are people who dash of weird, ...
VERSE I In a famed town of Caledonia's land, A prosperous port contiguous to the strand, A monarch feasted in ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Not with more glories, in th' etherial plain, The sun first rises o'er the purpled main, Than, issuing forth, the ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
Oh, thou demon Drink, thou fell destroyer; Thou curse of society, and its greatest annoyer. What hast thou done to ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
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