The Pacification. (Nicholas Amhurst Poems)
Nick Dapper, and the great De---l------ne,Against whom Nick so oft has drawnHis hostile Pen, one Night last WeekMet at the ...
Nick Dapper, and the great De---l------ne,Against whom Nick so oft has drawnHis hostile Pen, one Night last WeekMet at the ...
Leo bends over his desk Gazing at a memorandum While Stuart stands beside him With a smile, saying, "Leo, the order for those desks Came ...
PAVEMENT slipp'ry, people sneezing, Lords in ermine, beggars freezing ; Titled gluttons dainties carving, Genius in a garret starving. Lofty mansions, warm and spacious ...
The nymph who wrote this in an amorous fit,I cannot but envy the pride of her wit,Which thus she will ...
Hail learned Age! with Pamphlets richly fraught,Some very good, and others good for nought. (Nicholas Amhurst)
THE CONVERT.Some to our Hero have a hero's nameDenied, because no father's he could claim;Nor could his mother with precision ...
TO THE MARQUIS GINO CAPPONI. I was mistaken, my dear Gino. Long And greatly have I erred. I fancied life ...
But in her Temple's last recess inclos'd, On Dulness' lap th' Anointed head repos'd. Him close she curtains round with ...
IAct first, scene first. A study. Of a kind Half cell, half salon, opulent yet grave;Rare books, low-shelved, yet far ...
An old song made by an aged old pate,Of an old worshipful gentleman who had a greate estate,That kept a ...
Less time than it takes to say it, less tears than it takes to die; I've taken account of everything,there ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Less time than it takes to say it, less tears than it takes to die; I've taken account of everything, ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
I Eddie Linden Dear Eddie we've not met Except upon the written page And at your age the wonder Is ...
(or 'Huddersfield the Second Poetry Capital of England Re-visited') What was it Janice Simmons said to me as James lay ...
Alone in Sutton with Fynbos my orange cat A long weekend of wind and rain drowning The tumultuous flurry of ...
"Remember, you loved me, when we were young, one day" The words of the song in Tauber's mellifluous tenor Haunt ...
As Rochefoucauld his maxims drew From nature, I believe 'em true: They argue no corrupted mind In him; the fault ...
You want me to tell you a story, a yarn of the firin' line, Of our thin red kharki 'eroes, ...
Pavement slipp'ry, people sneezing, Lords in ermine, beggars freezing ; Titled gluttons dainties carving, Genius in a garret starving. Lofty ...
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