Play The Game (Jessie Pope Poems)
Twenty-Two stalwarts in stripes and shortsKicking a ball along,Set in a square of leather-lunged sportsTwenty-two thousand strong,Some of them shabby, ...
Twenty-Two stalwarts in stripes and shortsKicking a ball along,Set in a square of leather-lunged sportsTwenty-two thousand strong,Some of them shabby, ...
MY father lived his three-score years; my son lived twenty-two;One looked long back on work well done, and one had ...
The pris'ner was at large indicted, For that by thirst of gain excited, One day in July last, ...
Preludes.I Perfect Love rare Most rare is still most noble found, ...
It was a young Examiner, scarce thirty were his years, His name our University loves, honours, and reveres: He pondered ...
It was up in the Bad Lands, I was rangin' alone,I first heard of this cayuse, The Ridge Runnin' Roan.He ...
How shall a generation know its storyIf it will know no other? When, amongThe scoffers at the Institute, PasteurHeard one ...
A BLISTERED span of blazing sand, A burning arch of sky . . . Despair and Death on either hand ...
Must I read it again, Sir?--So--here do I stand, Like the priest that holds forth with a scull in his ...
'Twas not so many years ago, Say, twenty-two or three, When zero weather or below Held many a thrill for ...
Wherever I am, there's always Pooh,There's always Pooh and Me.Whatever I do, he wants to do,"Where are you going today?" ...
I will lend you, for a little time,A child of mine, He said.For you to love the while he lives,And ...
Awake! awake! The hills are light, The vault of heaven is blue, The seas are shimmering with delight, The woods ...
Lend me, a little while, the keyThat locks your heavy heart, and I'll give you back—Rarer than books and ribbons ...
Seventy years ago my mother labored to bear me, A twelve-pound baby with a big head, Her first, it was ...
The instructor said, Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you-- Then, it ...
The heavy mahogany door with its wrought-iron screen Shuts. And the sound is rich, sympathetic, discreet. The sun still shines ...
The speaker in this case is a middle-aged witch, me- tangled on my two great arms, my face in a ...
Mary and I were twenty-two When we were wed; A well-matched pair, right smart to view The town's folk said. ...
That boy I took in the car last night, With the body that awfully sagged away, And the lips blood-crisped, ...
Wherever I am, there's always Pooh, There's always Pooh and Me. Whatever I do, he wants to do, "Where are ...
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