Papa Poodle (Juliana Horatia Ewing Poems)
Can any one look so wise, and have so little in his head?How long will it be, Papa Poodle, before ...
Can any one look so wise, and have so little in his head?How long will it be, Papa Poodle, before ...
"You are old, father William," the young man said, "And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly stand on ...
Th' swallows are buildin ther nests, Jenny, Th' springtime has come with its flowers;Th' fields in ther greenest are drest, Jenny, An ...
I know the Clyde in its summer prideAnd eke in its winter gloom;I know what it is to carry good ...
October--A Wood"I know what you are going to say," she said,And she stood up, looking uncommonly tall:"You are going to ...
Oh, the progress of Woman has really been vastSince Civilization began.She's usurped all the qualities which in the past Were reckoned ...
Part IVisions in the SmokeRest, and be thankful! On the verge Of the tall cliff rugged and grey,But whose granite ...
Can I, my friend, with thee condole?— Can I conceive the woes that try men,When late repentance racks the soul ...
Our window's not much, though it fronts on the street; There's a fly in the pane that gets nothin' ...
A capital ship for an ocean tripWas the Walloping Window Blind.No gale that blew dismayed her crewOr troubled the captains ...
A capital ship for an ocean tripWas the "Walloping Window Blind"No wind that blew dismayed her crewOr troubled the captain's ...
To the memory of W. B. YeatsITowards nightfall when the windTries the eaves and casements(A winter wind of the mindLong ...
TO-DAY I've discovered a treasure Tied up with a ribbon of blue; That record of pain and of pleasure, A ...
A capital ship for an ocean trip,Was the "Walloping Window-blind";No gale that blew dismayed her crewOr troubled the captain's mind.The ...
Panels of claret and blue which shine Under the moon like lees of wine. A coronet done in a golden ...
I stayed the night for shelter at a farm Behind the mountains, with a mother and son, Two old-believers. They ...
"You are old, Father william," the young man said, "And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly ...
Can I, my friend, with thee condole?-- Can I conceive the woes that try men, When late repentance racks the ...
So goodbye, Mrs. Brown, I am going out of town, Over dale, over down, Where bugs bite not, Where lodgers ...
Of course they say if this Bobadil starts He'll settle 'em all in a flash: For the pace he can ...
The boys had come back from the races All silent and down on their luck; They'd backed 'em, straight out ...
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