from crossing the line (Rg Gregory Poem)
(1) a great man there was a great man so great he couldn't be criticised in the light who died ...
(1) a great man there was a great man so great he couldn't be criticised in the light who died ...
Like a drunken dancer trying to catch a mate rejected by those on the sidelines moving from place to place ...
Like a drunk who had a bit too much or maybe the dance of the scarecrow the uncut scenes of ...
Heads snap at the Yankee white boy Anachronistic and jarring Tie dyed top hat Garish and loud Quilted and heavy ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
The Rose did caper on her cheek -- Her Bodice rose and fell -- Her pretty speech -- like drunken ...
I thought of how a whale's white ribs could choke the sky's blue neck, massive vertebrae half-buried in sand, and ...
Forth flashed the serpent streak of steel, Consummate crown of man's device; Down crashed upon an immobile And brainless barrier ...
Forth flashed the serpent streak of steel, Consummate crown of man's device; Down crashed upon an immobile And brainless barrier ...
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
The parrot, screeching, flew out into the darkness, Circled three times above the upturned faces With a great whir of ...
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
FROM those drear solitudes and frowsy cells, Where Infamy with sad Repentance dwells; Where turnkeys make the jealous portal fast, ...
HAS auld Kilmarnock seen the deil? Or great Mackinlay 1 thrawn his heel? Or Robertson 2 again grown weel, To ...
"Black is the sky, but the land is white-- (O the wind, the snow and the storm!)-- Father, where is ...
Because my overcoat's in pawn, I choose to take my glass Within a little bistro on The rue du Montparnasse; ...
FIRST Be it a girl, or one of the boys, It is scarlet all over its avoirdupois, It is red, ...
It is the longest night in all the year, Near on the day when the Lord Christ was born; Six ...
Holland, that scarce deserves the name of Land, As but th'Off-scouring of the Brittish Sand; And so much Earth as ...
I. A NEGRO SERMON:-SIMON LEGREE (To be read in your own variety of negro dialect.) Legree's big house was white ...
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