The Mary Gloster (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest whim -- Dick, it's your daddy, dying; you've got to ...
I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest whim -- Dick, it's your daddy, dying; you've got to ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
As through the wild green hills of Wyre The train ran, changing sky and shire, And far behind, a fading ...
In Memory of one of the Writer's Family who was a Volunteer during the War with Napoleon In a ferny ...
I The thick lids of Night closed upon me Alone at the Bill Of the Isle by the Race {1} ...
[I feel considerable hesitation in venturing to offer this version of a poem which Carlyle describes to be 'a beautiful ...
My maiden she proved false to me; To hate all joys I soon began, Then to a flowing stream I ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Three score and ten, the psalmist saith, And half my course is well-nigh run; I've had my flout at dusty ...
I never kill a fly because I think that what we have of laws To regulate and civilize Our daily ...
Like truthless dreams, so are my joys expired, And past return are all my dandled days; My love misled, and ...
Like truthless dreams, so are my joys expir'd, And past return are all my dandled days; My love misled, and ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
The ArgumentA certain man having landed on an island in the Greek sea, found there a beautifuldamsel, whom he would ...
Into the acres of the newborn state He poured his strength, ...
Well-nigh two thousand years hath Israel Suffered the scorn of man for love of God; Endured the outlaw's ban, the ...
Oft seems the Time a market-town Where many merchant-spirits meet Who up and down and up and down Cry out ...
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