The Weird Lady (Charles Kingsley Poems)
The swevens came up round Harold the Earl,Like motes in the sunnes beam;And over him stood the Weird Lady,In her ...
The swevens came up round Harold the Earl,Like motes in the sunnes beam;And over him stood the Weird Lady,In her ...
I 'ad been bushed in city streets, Where the bricks and mortar grow.I 'ad worked me way through the northern ...
When priestes failen in their saws,And lordes turne Godde's lawsAgainst the right;And lechery is holden as privy solace,And robbery as ...
"For here lay the excellent wisdom of him that built Mansoul, thatthe walls could never be broken down nor hurt ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
THOU whom chance may hither lead, Be thou clad in russet weed, Be thou deckt in silken stole, Grave these ...
THOU whom chance may hither lead, Be thou clad in russet weed, Be thou deckt in silken stole, Grave these ...
My mother's maids, when they did sew and spin, They sang sometime a song of the field mouse, That, for ...
This is the yarn he told me As we sat in Casey's Bar, That Rooshun mug who scammed from the ...
One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washed it away: Agayne I wrote ...
One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washed it away: Again I wrote ...
LOng languishing in double malady, of my harts wound and of my bodies greife: there came to me a leach ...
VNto his mother straight he weeping came, and of his griefe complayned: Who could not chose but laugh at his ...
Your dog is not a dog of grace; He does not wag the tail or beg; He bit Miss Dickson ...
Quid facis Arctoi charissime transfuga coeli, Ingele, proh sero cognite, rapte cito? Num satis Hybernum defendis pellibus Astrum, Qui modo ...
Quisnam adeo, mortale genus, praecordia versat: Heu Palmae, Laurique furor, vel simplicis Herbae! Arbor ut indomitos ornet vix una labores; ...
Nempe sic innumero succrescunt agmine libri, Saepia vix toto ut jam natet una mari. Fortius assidui surgunt a vulnere praeli: ...
Charissimo Filio Edmundo Trotio Posuimus Pater & Mater Frustra superstites. Legite Parentes, vanissimus hominum ordo, Figuli Filiorum, Substructores Hominum, Fartores ...
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