Britannia Rediviva: A Poem on the Birth of the Prince (John Henry Dryden Poems)
Our vows are heard betimes, and heaven takes careTo grant, before we can conclude the prayer;Preventing angels met it half ...
Our vows are heard betimes, and heaven takes careTo grant, before we can conclude the prayer;Preventing angels met it half ...
I woke up this mornin''Bout half-past three.All the womens in townWas gathered round me.Sweet gals was a-moanin',"Sylvester's gonna die!"And a ...
Mr Jeremiah JeffersOwned a pair of spotted heifersThese he sold for two pounds tenTo Mr Robert Raymond WrenWho reared them ...
Hold hard, Ned! Lift me down once more, and lay me in the shade. Old man, you've had your work ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I could have sold him up because His rent was long past due; And Grimes, my lawyer, said it was ...
Aunt Imogen was coming, and therefore The children-Jane, Sylvester, and Young George- Were eyes and ears; for there was only ...
How tall among her sisters, and how fair, -- How grave beyond her youth, yet debonair As dawn, 'mid wrinkled ...
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