A Dressed Man (George Orwell Poems)
A dressed man and a naked manStood by the kip-house fire,Watching the sooty cooking-potsThat bubble on the wire;And bidding tanners ...
A dressed man and a naked manStood by the kip-house fire,Watching the sooty cooking-potsThat bubble on the wire;And bidding tanners ...
No sprouted wheat and soya shootsAnd Brussels in a cake,Carrot straw and spinach raw,(Today, I need a steak).Not thick brown ...
There's no Xmas leave for us scullions,We've got to keep on with the grind;Just cooking for Britain's heroes,But, bless you! ...
DEAR BEATRICE , with pleasure I read your kind letter;On the subject, methinks, there could scarce be a better:How vivid ...
THE UNWELCOME GUEST.I have brought young Kaukomieli,Brought the Islander and hero,Also known as Lemminkainen,Through the jaws of death and ruin,Through ...
RESTORATION OF THE SUN AND MOON.Thus has Fire returned to NorthlandBut the gold Moon is not shining,Neither gleams the silver ...
IA revelation came on Jane,The widow of a labouring swain:And first her body trembled sharp,Then all the woman was a ...
Ah, very, very poor was she-- Old Dame Pig, with her children three! Robust, beautiful little ones ...
Vide licet. Dere vas a fillage whose vote alone vouldt pe Apout enof to elegdt a man und give a ...
Frae the schulehoose that sat at the heid o' the green,To the fit o' the toon where the smiddy was ...
Howdy sistah Tootles! Ah's jes' er passin' by. Thought I'd kindah drap in Let yo' kno' revival's nigh. Hain't seed ...
Come for the prizesAll are allotted, Leaving the ranks ofCut flowers and potted, ...
FARMER SYKES speaks his mind:Do you think your wireless and aeroplanesAre half as helpful as timely rains?Lang-distance 'phone an' lang-firing ...
Who, or why, or which, or what, Is the Akond of SWAT? Is he tall or short, or dark or ...
And sometimes I am sorry when the grass Is growing over the stones in quiet hollows And the cocksfoot leans ...
By your unnumbered charities A miracle disclose, Lord of the Images, whose love The eyelids and the rose Takes for ...
Especially when the October wind With frosty fingers punishes my hair, Caught by the crabbing sun I walk on fire ...
JANE, Jane, Tall as a crane, The morning light creaks down again; Comb your cockscomb-ragged hair, Jane, Jane, come down ...
Zut! it's two o'clock. See! the lights are jumping. Finish up your bock, Time we all were humping. Waiters stack ...
I think I'll buy a little field, Though scant am I of pelf, And hold the hope that it may ...
Who was there had seen us Wouldn't bid him run? Heavy lay between us All our sires had done. There ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories