Trivia; or the Art of Walking the Streets of London: Book I. (John Gay Poems)
Of the Implements for Walking the Streets,and Signs of the Weather.Through winter streets to steer your courses aright,How to walk ...
Of the Implements for Walking the Streets,and Signs of the Weather.Through winter streets to steer your courses aright,How to walk ...
As thus the snows arise; and foul and fierce,All winter drives along the darken'd air;In his own loose-revolving fields, the ...
Says he, "I'll take my father's gun,Obedience is absurd;And would not it be awful funIf I could shoot a bird!"Says ...
Night blackAsBlack lipsA sweet gorge cut in sward's rutted shag;Honey blossomsAsTears warm to vividOn your shed bows,Starting to shineDiamond.(Leonas Letas)
All the comforts of life in a Tavern are known,'Tis his home who possesses not one of his own;And to ...
As the battle din recededOver the hills and far away,Tyorkin, lonely and unheeded,In the snow abandoned lay.Blood and snow to ...
HATH not man at his noblest An air of something more than man? -- A hint of grace immortal, Born ...
Hard to say where he came from-Maybe the Great DivideWhere die sun like a golden raindropRolls down Kiandra side,Or down ...
What is that great bird, sister, tell me, Perched high on the top of the crag? ...
WHAT was his life, back yonder In the dusk where time began, This beast uncouth with the jaw of an ...
My sad heart leaks at the poop,My heart covered in filthy shag:They squirt it with jets of soup,My sad heart ...
When spring-time flushes the desert grass, Our kafilas wind through the Khyber Pass. Lean are the camels but fat the ...
Quickly coming, the curtains of white falling so heavy as the night gives way to bright falling, falling in sheets, ...
I was a 20 year old unemployed receptionist with dyed orange dreadlocks sprouting out of my skull. I needed a ...
The sea runs back against itself With scarcely time for breaking wave To cannonade a slatey shelf And thunder under ...
(As Distinguished by an Italian Person of Quality) I Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare, ...
Out on the high "bird islands," Ciboux and Hertford, the razorbill auks and the silly-looking puffins all stand with their ...
Humping it here in the dug-out, Sucking me black dudeen, I'd like to say in a general way, There's nothing ...
CLINKUM-CLANK in the rain they ride, Down by the braes and the grey sea-side; Clinkum-clank by stane and cairn, Weary ...
But, lo! from forth a copse that neighbours by, A breeding jennet, lusty, young, and proud, Adonis' trampling courser doth ...
O God, O Venus, O Mercury, patron of thieves, Give me in due time, I beseech you, a little tobacco-shop, ...
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