A Congratulatory Epistle From His Holiness The Pope To The Reverend Dr. Snape (Nicholas Amhurst Poems)
To Thee, my Snape, in these Reforming Times,Grateful, we send our Blessing and our Rimes.Odd it may seem for Us, ...
To Thee, my Snape, in these Reforming Times,Grateful, we send our Blessing and our Rimes.Odd it may seem for Us, ...
'Thus do the generations of the earth Go to the grave and issue from the womb, Surviving still the imperishable change That renovates ...
Let holiness upon thy front appear,That all the people plainly may observe,By the behaviour thou art wont to bear,That thou ...
Burgum, I thank thee, thou hast let me seeThat Bristol has impress'd her stamp on thee,Thy generous spirit emulates the ...
Sir Ralph, a simple, rural Knight,Could just distinguish Wrong from Right;When he receiv'd a Quarter's Rent,And almost half in Taxes ...
Lay aside your pen for a moment,And listen, my dear to me,While I tell you a strange, sweet story,The sweetest ...
Beneath an aged elm's embow'ring shade,Beside a rill that murmurs through the plain,There lay ORMINA ; Thus the pensive maidSoft ...
How blessed's the good-natured poet,With little bile and much emotion:All lovers of the gentle artsSend him sincerest greetings;The admiration of ...
Come to me, Sunbeam! I'm dyingUncared for, distress'd and alone.Even now the pale angel with icy hand seizesThe heart that ...
Approach in silence. 'tis no vulgar taleWhich I, the Dryad of this hoary oak,Pronounce to mortal ears. The second ageNow ...
When life looks drear and lonely, love, And pleasant fancies flee,Then will the Muses only, love, Bestow a thought on me!Mine is ...
Since my words, though ne'er so tender,With sincerest truth express'd,Cannot make your heart surrender,Nor so much as warm your breast;What ...
Almighty God! Supreme! Most High! Before Thy throne, in reverence, we kneel;We cannot realize Thine infinity; Beholding not, we can ...
A man had a son who was an anvil. And then sometimes he was an automobile tire. I do wish ...
A ship that bears much sail, and little ballast, is easily overset; and that man, whose head hath great abilities, ...
'TWAS na her bonie blue e'e was my ruin, Fair tho' she be, that was ne'er my undoin'; 'Twas the ...
The directions to the lunatic asylum were confusing, more likely they were the random associations and confused ramblings of a ...
The directions to the lunatic asylum were confusing, more likely they were the random associations and confused ramblings of a ...
Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In ...
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
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