British Georgics. December (James Grahame Poems)
Loud raves the blast, and, smell, the sleety showersDrive over hill and dale with hurrying sweep.The leafless boughs all to ...
Loud raves the blast, and, smell, the sleety showersDrive over hill and dale with hurrying sweep.The leafless boughs all to ...
"Call that a yarn!" said old Tom Pugh, "What rot! I'll lay my hatI'll sling you a yarn worth more nor ...
Dear Sir—You wish to know my notionsOn sartin pints thet rile the land;There's nothin' thet my natur so shunsEs bein' ...
BOB POLTER was a navvy, andHis hands were coarse, and dirty too,His homely face was rough and tanned,His time of ...
MY father-in-law is a careworn man, And a silent man is he;But he summons a smile as well as he can Whenever ...
To MR. CLAUDE MEEKER, Columbus, Ohio. Yer honor, Jedge an' all de res' Ah rise to exkermunicate, To organize de ...
i got acquainted with a parrot named pete recently who is an interesting bird pete says he used to belong ...
WITH tallow casks all dunnaged tight, with tiers on tiers ol bales, With cargo crammed from hatch to hatch, she ...
Terence, this is stupid stuff! You eat your victuals fast enough; There can't be much amiss, 'tis clear, To see ...
He gleaned all the gossip and he gathered all the news, Mad Matt, the carrier, delivering the grub;He knew ...
How sweet it is to see the new-sown cornfield fresh and even, With blades just springing from the soil ...
He'd been for years in Sydney "a-acting of the goat", His name was Joseph Swallow, "the Great Australian Pote", In ...
'TERENCE, this is stupid stuff: You eat your victuals fast enough; There can't be much amiss, 'tis clear, To see ...
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
UP wi' the carls o' Dysart, And the lads o' Buckhaven, And the kimmers o' Largo, And the lasses o' ...
The brown enormous odor he lived by was too close, with its breathing and thick hair, for him to judge. ...
MOORING POSTS 1 The mooring posts marked on the South Leeds map Of 1908 still line the Aire's side, huge, ...
Sleepless I lay last night and watched the slow Procession of the men who wear my clothes: First, the grey ...
You make it in your mess-tin by the brazier's rosy gleam; You watch it cloud, then settle amber clear; You ...
Wargeilah town is very small, There's no cathedral nor a club, In fact the township, all in all, Is just ...
Higgledy piggledy, my black hen, She lays eggs for gentlemen. Gentlemen come every day To count what my black hen ...
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