The Three Troops (George Walter Thornbury Poems)
During the Protectorate INTO the Devil tavern Three booted troopers strode, From spur to feather spotted and splash'd With the mud ...
During the Protectorate INTO the Devil tavern Three booted troopers strode, From spur to feather spotted and splash'd With the mud ...
Who has not waked to list the busy soundsOf summer's morning, in the sultry smokeOf noisy London? On the pavement ...
WHO has not wak'd to list the busy soundsOf SUMMER MORNING , in the sultry smokeOf noisy LONDON ?----On the ...
At The Beginning of The Ceevil War in AmericaFrien' Jonathan, tak' gude advice, an' fast as eer ye dow,Fling doon ...
A chimney-sweeper's boy am I:Pity my wretched fate!Ah, turn your eyes; 'twoud draw a tear,Knew you my helpless state.Far from ...
Off, ye Mastodons, Megalosauroi vastAnd monstrous, Nature's ruder tentatives;Her clumsier essays, of which nought survivesBut fossil-bones—dread nightmares of the Past,Which ...
An excellent ballad of George Barnwell, an Apprentice of London, who…thrice robbed his master and murdered his vncle in Ludlow. ...
'ARF a pint for me, old party -- thank'ee, mister -- 'ere's yer 'ealth --'Opes y'll live to be a ...
Nat dremyd I in ye mount of pernaso, ne dranke I nevar at pegases welle, the pale pirus saw ...
WHEN first I met Dolores I swore -- a 'prentice kid --'Er Spanish eyes was glories: Gord 'elp me! So ...
" UP and spoke the bonny mermaid, Wi the comb and the glass in her hand; Says, Cheer up your ...
POOR, troubled heart, if thou wouldst find relief, And think'st thy woe were eased if it were heard, Go, 'prentice ...
IF once in love, you'll soon invention find And not to cunning tricks and freaks be blind; The youngest 'prentice, ...
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
THE PROLOGUE. THE Cook of London, while the Reeve thus spake, For joy he laugh'd and clapp'd him on the ...
Christmass is come and every hearth Makes room to give him welcome now Een want will dry its tears in ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
Green grow the rashes, O! Green grow the rashes, O! The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent amang ...
Chor.-Green grow the rashes, O; Green grow the rashes, O; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent amang ...
Why is it that in dreams I have visited - As teacher or pupil - almost every college and school ...
Now hardly here and there a hackney-coach Appearing, show'd the ruddy morn's approach. Now Betty from her master's bed had ...
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