The Island: Canto II. (Lord George Gordon Byron Poems)
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
I Have heard sundry men oft times disputeOf trees, that in one year will twice bear fruit.But if a man ...
'Sublime tobacco ! which from east to westCheers the tar's labour or the Turkman's rest;Which on the Moslem's ottoman dividesHis ...
Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes,Nibble their toast, and cool their tea with sighs,Or else forget the purpose ...
London Bridge is broken down; Green is the grass on Ludgate Hill;I know a farmer in Camden Town Killed a brock by ...
I.In ev'ry Town, where Thamis rolls his Tyde,A narrow pass there is, with Houses low;Where ever and anon, the Stream ...
Here's the likeness of the Betsy: sometime in the eighteen thirtiesThey built her in Newcastle where the coaly dust and ...
The pigeons of the Abbey, the pigeons of Saint Paul's,That woo in windy niches of grey and grimy walls,The pearl-grey ...
Where are you bound for, Sailorman, sailormanWith the missis and the dog And your big spreets'l flopping?"Maldon, Manningtree,West ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
GROWLTIGER was a Bravo Cat, who lived upon a barge; In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed ...
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