The Suppliant (Caroline Maxwell Poems)
STOP , lady stop, my wretched tale attend,And to my wants your kind assistance lend:So may kind fortune e'er propitious ...
STOP , lady stop, my wretched tale attend,And to my wants your kind assistance lend:So may kind fortune e'er propitious ...
Over the rim of the glass Containing a good martini with a twist I eye her bosom and consider a ...
NOW sad and slow with solemn paces,She wanders thro the castle's courts;Sighing as she the scene retraces,Where silence reigns, instead ...
Eight Parts of Speech this Day wear Mourning GownsDeclin'd Verbs, Pronouns, Participles, Nouns.And not declined, Adverbs and Conjunctions,In Lillies Porch ...
Deah Ladies, - Let me wawn you, theah are feahful taimes to come,And a mos" ter-ific strugge is at hand; ...
By permission of the great Esquire Hall Being assembled here this day Unanimously bleating all For Him that's far away. ...
I was convicted by the lawsOf England's hostile crown,Conveyed across those swelling seasIn slavery's fetters bound.For ever banished from that ...
(MOUTH OF THE SHAFT)What I want is my husband, sir,-- And if you're a man, sir,You'll give me an answer,-- ...
Adam Scrivener, if ever it thee befallBoece or Troilus for to write anew,Under thy long locks thou may'st have the ...
Silently she's combing, Combing her long hair Silently and graciously, With many a pretty air. The sun is in the ...
Thus Spake Mary Reilly, "Respondeat Superior, My Ass - Sue 'em All" Sue 'em Sue them all damn it Someone ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
The opposite seeks the opposite and the drop of black grows within white until turning white into black and conversely ...
The long love that in my thought doth harbour, And in mine heart doth keep his residence, Into my face ...
It is a cramped little state with no foreign policy, Save to be thought inoffensive. The grammar of the language ...
1 AS I sat alone, by blue Ontario's shore, As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace return'd, ...
MRS. GABRIELLE GIOVANNITTI comes along Peoria Street every morning at nine o'clock With kindling wood piled on top of her ...
FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this ...
DAME DOWSON, was a granny grey, Who, three score years and ten, Had pass'd her busy hours away, In talking ...
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
1 O! Solitude, my sweetest choice Places devoted to the night, Remote from tumult, and from noise, How you my ...
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