Tale XIII (George Crabbe Poems)
JESSE AND COLIN.A Vicar died and left his Daughter poor -It hurt her not, she was not rich before:Her humble ...
JESSE AND COLIN.A Vicar died and left his Daughter poor -It hurt her not, she was not rich before:Her humble ...
THE ISLE OF REFUGE.Lemminkainen, full of joyance,Handsome hero, Kaukomieli,Took provisions in abundance,Fish and butter, bread and bacon,Hastened to the Isle ...
I.She stood at Greenwich, motionless amid The ever-shifting crowd of passengers.I marked a big tear quivering on the lid Of ...
A QUIET, simple man was Abel Keene,He meant no harm, nor did he often mean;He kept a school of loud ...
1 Who will honor the city without a name If so many are dead and others pan gold Or sell ...
The Lady Lorraine was sweet and fair; The Lady Lorraine was young; She had wonderful eyes and glorious hair, And ...
Some vast amount of years ago, Ere all my youth had vanished from me,A boy it was my lot to ...
SAW ye that spinster gaunt and grey, Whose aspect stern might well dismay A bombardier stout-hearted? The golden hair, the ...
A rose in my garden, the sweetest and fairest,Was hanging her head through the long golden hours;And early one morning ...
Sisters!I've thought o'er this until my brain has blisters.Are you, indeed, such valiant resistersOf all the charm, the grace, the ...
To the Honourable Elizabeth Sedley, Learning to Spin, She and the Author equally having an aversion to a Spider.Wou'd you, ...
BONNIE wee laddies, and rosy-check'd lassies,Joyfully trotting to Kindergart classes,How gaily you march to the music of duty;Pictures and poems ...
Eulenspiegel, merry lad,What a laughing life you had!Prank and jest were yours by rightOr at noontime or at night,And the ...
When you are feeling out of gearAnd blue as indigo; The world devoid of any cheer, Your spirits rather low;Now ...
Will you conquer my heart with your beauty; my sould going out from afar? Shall I fall to your hand ...
On the summer road that ran by our front porch Lizards and snakes came out to sun. It was hot ...
Miss Erica is right looking at the handiwork of the spinster on the loom rich clear lines of silk spun ...
Bells are booming down the bohreens, White the mist along the grass, Now the Julias, Maeves and Maureens Move between ...
The lady at the corner wicket Sold me a stamp, I stooped to lick it, And on the envelope to ...
'Twas in a little western town An ancient Maiden dwelt: Her name was MISS, or MISTRESS, Brown, Or DEBORAH, or ...
Great Sultan, how wise are thy state compositions! And oh, above all, I admire that Decree, In which thou command'st, ...
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