The Pen And The Sword (Mary Russell Mitford Poems)
And dar'st thou then with me compare,Frail fleeting passenger of air!Say, am not I my country's rock,The lion in the ...
And dar'st thou then with me compare,Frail fleeting passenger of air!Say, am not I my country's rock,The lion in the ...
De peopl' call me a conger,Jus' caus' I do som' tricks,An' caus' I got dis lucky black cat bone,Can gather ...
I SAT once more within a tangl'd wood, Beside a quiet river, on whose breast A world of trees look'd ...
Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies, Made in the last promotion of the Blest; Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise, ...
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