Lines to a Don (Hilaire Belloc Poems)
Remote and ineffectual DonThat dared attack my Chesterton,With that poor weapon, half-impelled,Unlearnt, unsteady, hardly held,Unworthy for a tilt with men—Your ...
Remote and ineffectual DonThat dared attack my Chesterton,With that poor weapon, half-impelled,Unlearnt, unsteady, hardly held,Unworthy for a tilt with men—Your ...
Walk past those houses on a Sunday morningwhere pianos stumble in front rooms,mechanics freed from tools take shearsto clip their ...
To William John Courthope, _March 12, 1903_When Pope came back from Trojan wars once more,He found a Bard, to meet ...
Genteel in personage,Conduct, and equipage,Noble by heritage,Generous and free:Brave, not romantic;Learned, not pedantic;Frolic, not frantic;This must he be.Honor maintaining,Meanness disdaining,Still ...
mehitabel the cat claims thatshe has a human soulalso and has transmigratedfrom body to body and itmay be so boss ...
'Tis done! Henceforth nor joy nor woe Can make or mar my fate; I gaze around, above, below, ...
FROM yon fair hill, whose woody crest The mantling hand of spring has dress'd, Where gales imbibe the May-perfume, And ...
I am not hypercritical on points of punctuation; A misplaced comma now and then is surely not a sin;I overlook ...
Is youth not less pedantic, less absurd, Less prone to value things of little worthIn failing to wax wrath about ...
Wow, I found a thesis sentence In my title above. A clear and concise position I can support Here, there, ...
I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When ...
Busy old fool, unruly sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows and through curtains, call on us? Must to thy ...
Portraits are to daily faces As an Evening West, To a fine, pedantic sunshine -- In a satin Vest! (Emily ...
Can we not force from widow'd poetry, Now thou art dead (great Donne) one elegy To crown thy hearse? Why ...
Remote and ineffectual Don That dared attack my Chesterton, With that poor weapon, half-impelled, Unlearnt, unsteady, hardly held, Unworthy for ...
Cruising these residential Sunday streets in dry August sunlight: what offends us is the sanities: the houses in pedantic rows, ...
I would be ignorant as the dawn That has looked down On that old queen measuring a town With the ...
Here is a silence I had not hoped for This side of paradise, I am an old believer In nature's ...
'Tis Nancy's birth-day--raise your strains, Ye nymphs of the Parnassian plains, And sing with more than usual glee To Nancy, ...
"HERE POPE FIRST SUNG!" O, hallow'd Tree ! Such is the boast thy bark displays; Thy branches, like thy Patron's ...
'Twas the horse thief, Andy Regan, that was hunted like a dog By the troopers of the upper Murray side, ...
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