Sonnet: England in 1819 (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king,--Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who flowThrough public scorn,--mud from a ...
An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king,--Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who flowThrough public scorn,--mud from a ...
While morning yet was young, within his hall Of justice Pharaoh sat: his princes, priests, Judges, and ministers, in costly ...
Thou wants my vote, young man wi' t' carpet-bags, Weel, sit thee down, an' hark what I've to say.It's ...
An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king,-- Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who Through public scorn,--mud from ...
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