from the Ansty Experience (Rg Gregory Poem)
(a) they seek to celebrate the word not to bring their knives out on a poem dissecting it to find ...
(a) they seek to celebrate the word not to bring their knives out on a poem dissecting it to find ...
The crowded street his playground is, a patch of blue his sky; A puddle in a vacant lot his sea ...
NEAR Clapham village, where fields began, Saint Edward met a beggar man. It was Christmas morning, the church bells tolled, ...
Part One The power of charity sows deep in my heart, and I reap and gather the wheat in bundles ...
Our lives anchored grounded in the word the foundation of the bible the living word of God Guiding us with ...
Ed was a man that played for keeps, 'nd when he tuk the notion, You cudn't stop him any more'n ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
I. Soon Of all the springtimes of the world This one is the ugliest Of all of my ways of ...
I hang about the streets all day, At night I hang about; I sleep a little when I may, But ...
To the Critic Methinks I see some crooked mimic jeer, And tax my Muse with this fantastic grace, Turning my ...
Cupid, I hate thee, which I'd have thee know; A naked starveling ever may'st thou be. Poor rogue, go pawn ...
Shall I get drunk or cut myself a piece of cake, a pasty Syrian with a few words of English ...
As I walked down the waterside This silent morning, wet and dark; Before the cocks in farmyards crowed, Before the ...
One night when I went down Thames' side, in London Town, A heap of rags saw I, And sat me ...
When Stiivoren town was in its prime And queened the Zuyder Zee, Its ships went out to every clime With ...
He is stark mad, who ever says, That he hath been in love an hour, Yet not that love so ...
Busy old fool, unruly sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows and through curtains, call on us? Must to thy ...
In rags mysterious as these The shining Courtiers go -- Veiling the purple, and the plumes -- Veiling the ermine ...
In Kohln, a town of monks and bones, And pavements fang'd with murderous stones And rags, and hags, and hideous ...
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend ...
In K?hln, a town of monks and bones, And pavements fang'd with murderous stones And rags, and hags, and hideous ...
Thou ill-form'd offspring of my feeble brain, Who after birth did'st by my side remain, Till snatcht from thence by ...
My jolly fat host with your face all a-grin, Come, open the door to us, let us come in. A ...
O SWARMING city, city full of dreams, Where in a full day the spectre walks and speaks; Mighty colossus, in ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
DWELLER in yon dungeon dark, Hangman of creation! mark, Who in widow-weeds appears, Laden with unhonour'd years, Noosing with care ...
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
I caught a tremendous fish and held him beside the boat half out of water, with my hook fast in ...
Crouch'd on the pavement close by Belgrave Square A tramp I saw, ill, moody, and tongue-tied; A babe was in ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
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