The Cellar Door (John Clare Poems)
By the old tavern door on the causey there layA hogshead of stingo just rolled from a dray,And there stood ...
By the old tavern door on the causey there layA hogshead of stingo just rolled from a dray,And there stood ...
Where the palaces are worthy of comparison to you in these various aspects:you possess lightning, they have lovely women; you ...
SIR:- You complain that I have asserted that a partiality for monarchy appeared in your conduct. This fact you deny, ...
TELL me, my soul, and in good earnest tell,Why dost thou seem afraid to Christ to go,With him and his ...
And, now, a vacancy occurs,For very nearly sixteen years,In which I'd not the least desire,To strike the harp or tune ...
This life is a hospital where every patient is possessed with the desire to change beds; one man would like ...
If thou canst but repent, why shou'dst thou dreadThy sins, however numberous and foul?Since Christ for them was crucify'd, 'till ...
Yet to the wondrous St. Peter's, and yet to the solemn Rotunda, Mingling with heroes and gods, yet to the ...
Descriptive of the character of an ingenious Youth, whose brilliant talents shone conspicuously among his admiringfriends, who were unexpectedly called ...
'My father still reads the dictionary every day. He says your life depends on your power to master words.' Arthur ...
The removal of the martyrs the abductions in the night the protests made silent by the terror in the street ...
The construction of a woman: a woman is not made of flesh of bone and sinew belly and breasts, elbows ...
The doctor fingers my bruise. "Magnificent," he says, "black at the edges and purple cored." Seated, he spies for clues, ...
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