The Waters of Babylon (Archbishop William Alexander Poems)
'C'est l? le myst?re apr?s lequel soupirent toutes les ?mes exil?es, qui s'affligent sur les fleuves de Babylon en se ...
'C'est l? le myst?re apr?s lequel soupirent toutes les ?mes exil?es, qui s'affligent sur les fleuves de Babylon en se ...
IN seventy five the Critick of our yearsCommenc'd our war with Phillip and his peers.Whither the sun in Leo had ...
If I'd 'a' played me Jack on that there Ten Sez Peter Begg, "I might 'a' made the lot.""'Ow could ...
(ADDRESSED TO CERTAIN FRIENDLY TRAMPS.)IThe wind is East, the wind is West,Blows in and out of haven;The wind that blows ...
Jone, lad, though thi hond's Like reawsty iron to feel,There's very few i'th lond Aw like to gripe ...
Why did you play your spade in there? (said she).I can't think why you don't take care (said she).You fuss ...
What shall I do lest life in silence pass? "And if it do, And never ...
By Tigris, or the streams of Ind, Ere Colchis rose, or Babylon, Forgotten empires dreamed and sinned, Setting tall towns ...
On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net. Happy porpoises jump ...
On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A Fisherman mends a glimmering net. Happy porpoises jump ...
CONQUERORS leonine, lordly, Princes and vaunting kings, Ye are drunk with the sound of your braggart trumps -- But lo! ...
War pot is still stewing, Not a sign of peace, Trouble now is brewing 'Round ...
Club, diamond, heart and spade,Under these the game is played.Warfare, wealth, love and deathDominate our every breath.Players are not free ...
i take my property with me says the snail slow-moving (yes) but packed with sublime thought the house upon its ...
As Rochefoucauld his maxims drew From nature, I believe 'em true: They argue no corrupted mind In him; the fault ...
We brought him in from between the lines: we'd better have let him lie; For what's the use of risking ...
The friar had said his paternosters duly And scourged his limbs, and afterwards would have slept; But with much riddling ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Close by those meads, for ever crown'd with flow'rs, Where Thames with pride surveys his rising tow'rs, There stands a ...
I thought, in the days of the droving, Of steps I might hope to retrace, To be done with the ...
On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A Fisherman mends a glimmering net. Happy porpoises jump ...
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