The Old and Young Courtier (Anonymous British Poems)
An old song made by an aged old pate,Of an old worshipful gentleman who had a greate estate,That kept a ...
An old song made by an aged old pate,Of an old worshipful gentleman who had a greate estate,That kept a ...
Thou wants my vote, young man wi' t' carpet-bags, Weel, sit thee down, an' hark what I've to say.It's ...
(FROM THE FRENCH OF PIERRE DUPONT). When on the stream's deserted bank No busy mill shall fan the air, ...
PEACE! where art thou to be found? Where, in all the spacious Round, May thy Footsteps be pursu'd? Where may ...
MY Lads of Oak, pray why so soonTir'd out with doing well?Don't drop your pikes, but persevere,Be ardent to excel:Nor ...
The first day of Yule, I gave my dearest dearSprigs of berried hollins from a bush at Buttermere.The second day ...
According to the witches' plan,All life whose blood did not run trueMust be excluded from the brew;Each earthly thing from ...
Trail all your pikes, dispirit every drum,March in a slow procession from afar,Ye silent, ye dejected men of war!Be still ...
They were hanging men in Buckland who would not cheer King George - The parson from his pulpit and the ...
Now the storm begins to lower, (Haste, the loom of Hell prepares!) Iron-sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darkened ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
Although I shelter from the rain Under a broken tree, My chair was nearest to the fire In every company ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
Morn in the wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by ...
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
YE Nymphes of Mulla which with carefull heed, The siluer scaly trouts doe tend full well, and greedy pikes which ...
When the brethren heard of us, they came to meet us as far as Appii Forum, and The Three Taverns.-(Acts ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
To the Lord Fairfax. See how the arched Earth does here Rise in a perfect Hemisphere! The stiffest Compass could ...
To-day the woods are trembling through and through With shimmering forms, that flash before my view, Then melt in green ...
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