The Third Booke Of Qvodlibets (Robert Hayman Poems)
Iustice Epigram.Kings doe correct those that Rebellious are,And their good Subjects worthily preferre:Iust Epigrams reproue those that offend,And those that ...
Iustice Epigram.Kings doe correct those that Rebellious are,And their good Subjects worthily preferre:Iust Epigrams reproue those that offend,And those that ...
Stant littore Puppies!-- Virgil.It was a litter, a litter of five,Four are drown'd and one left alive,He was thought worthy ...
Daughter of pastoral smells and sightsAnd sultry days and dewy nightsJuly resumes her yearly placeWi her milking maiden faceRuddy and ...
I would not sin, in this half-playful strain,--Too light perhaps for serious years, though bornOf the enforced leisure of slow ...
O'ER the waste of waters cruising,Long the General Monk had reigned;All subduing, all reducing,None her lawless rage restrained:Many a brave ...
A light, a darkness, mingling, each with each,Rogers.SUN, ever guidingWhat never knows rest,Vast giant stridingFrom east unto west;Eye piercing and ...
'I lay my branch of laurel down.Then thus to form Apollo's crown.Let every other bring his own.'~Lord Thurlow's lines to ...
When Thurlow this damn'd nonsense sent(I hope I am not violent),Nor men nor gods knew what he meant.And since not ...
"Forget the snorting steam and piston stroke,Forget the spreading of the hideous town."—The Earthly ParadiseYes, William Morris, it were well ...
Hast thou thro' Eden's wild-wood vales, pursued Each mountain-scene, magnificently rude, Nor with attention's lifted eye, revered That modest stone, ...
Rogers, will not future story Tell thy glorious fame? And in hues of living glory ...
Rogers, will not future story Tell thy glorious fame? And in hues of living glory ...
How funny you are today New Yorklike Ginger Rogers in Swingtimeand St. Bridget's steeple leaning a little to the lefthere ...
I cannot eat my porridge, I weary of my play;No longer can I sleep at night, No longer romp by ...
(For Eleanor Rogers Cox) For blows on the fort of evil That never shows a breach, For terrible life-long races ...
I cannot eat my porridge, I weary of my play; No longer can I sleep at night, No longer romp ...
Now that they've got it settled whose I be, I'm going to tell them something they won't like: They've got ...
Let Dew, house of Dew rejoice with Xanthenes a precious stone of an amber colour. Let Round, house of Round ...
"He gave her class. She gave him sex." -- Katharine Hepburn on Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers He gave her ...
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