Dorchester Amphitheatre . (John Kenyon Poems)
By Rome's old amphitheatre I stood, Still pretty perfect, on the Weymouth road, Within some half a mile of Dorchester. There had I ...
By Rome's old amphitheatre I stood, Still pretty perfect, on the Weymouth road, Within some half a mile of Dorchester. There had I ...
The ridges either side of the valleywere covered in dark pine forest.The ploughed hill sides were red,and the pastures were ...
THE MOTHER.There was a worthy, but a simple Pair,Who nursed a Daughter, fairest of the fair:Sons they had lost, and ...
Farewell, lov'd Youth! since 'twas the Will of Heaven So soon to take, what had so late been giv'n; And ...
I am a boxer, who does not inflict blows on the air,but I hit hard and straight at my own ...
AT a synod of gods, great Jove in the chair,Each god in his turn was his mind to declare'Bout women, ...
Written at Weymouth in winter. THE chill waves whiten in the sharp North-east;Cold, cold the night-blast comes, with sullen sound,And ...
wherever there's a tear in the fabric around weymouth - portland appears from abbotsbury hill it's just a long thin ...
Farewell, lov'd Youth! since 'twas the Will of Heaven So soon to take, what had so late been giv'n; And ...
I'll tell of Canute, King of England, A native of Denmark was he, His hobbies was roving and raiding And ...
'Twas on a Sunday morning, and in the year of 1888, The steamer "Saxmundham," laden with coal and coke for ...
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