Trivia ; or, the Art of Walking the Streets of London : Book III (John Gay Poems)
Of Walking the Streets by Night.O Trivia, goddess, leave these low abodes,And traverse o'er the wide ethereal roads,Celestial queen, put ...
Of Walking the Streets by Night.O Trivia, goddess, leave these low abodes,And traverse o'er the wide ethereal roads,Celestial queen, put ...
With the frame of a man, and the face of a boy, and a manner strangely wild,And the great, wide, ...
The bulging cloud mounts lazily In shade where sunlight glances through, And sweeping lightly from the tree Melts indolently in the blue. The scanty ...
A.I want to walk here once moreon the grassand weepto the skyand to the windthat howls in my face.I want ...
In such an inexplicable blue,Upon the stonework to embark,The little ship of glowing hueAppears in Alexander Park.The little lamp, a ...
I walked down Fifth Avenue the other day(In the languid summertime everybody strolls down Fifth Avenue);And I passed women, dainty in ...
In the blossoming hedge the robin cock sings, For the sun it is merry and bright,And he joyfully hops and he ...
Felicity the healer isn't youngAnd you don't look him up unless you need him.Clown's eyes, Pope's nose, a mouth for ...
Dawn comes up on London,And night's undone.Stars are routedAnd street lamps outed.Sodden great clouds begin sail againLike all-night anchored galleons ...
Along the streets Big Elephant was led,To show him off, most likely.Since Elephants are not a common thing to seeA ...
One ever hangs where shelled roads part.In this war He too lost a limb,But His disciples hide apart;And now the ...
I. OF all that men with zeal and ardour chace, Pour'd here and there on life's promiscuous ground,Some points are ...
Behold, even I, even I am Beatrice.(Div. Com. Purg. xxx.)OF Florence and of BeatriceServant and singer from of old,O'er Dante's ...
The age proceeds along its iron path,All hearts a brim with greed; and every hourOur common dreams grow ever more ...
WITH oaken staff and swinging lantern bright, He strolls at midnight when the world is still Through dismal lanes and ...
She's the jauntiest of creatures, she's the daintiest of misses,With her pretty patent leathers or her alligator ties,With her eyes ...
october stops the pretence that somehow summer should still be loitering around it walks through the garden hanging the spiders ...
Yup. A long lazy September look in the mirror say it's true. I'm 31 and my nose is growing old. ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
You've heard of "Casey at The Bat," And "Casey's Tabble Dote"; But now it's time To write a rhyme Of ...
LOVE, I renounce thy tyrant sway, I mock thy fascinating art, MINE, be the calm unruffled day, That brings no ...
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