Answer To Tait (James Clerk Maxwell Poems)
The mounted disk of eboniteHas whirled before, nor whirled in vain;Rowland of Troy, that doughty knight,Convection currents did obtainIn such ...
Poems about wheedle (13 Poems)
Israel In Egypt. Book Third. (Edwin Atherstone Poems)
While morning yet was young, within his hall Of justice Pharaoh sat: his princes, priests, Judges, and ministers, in costly ...
The Deil’s Stane (Alexander Anderson Poems)
O whaur hae ye been, my bonnie, bonnie bairns, Sae lang awa' frae me?Come in, come in, for I'm weary ...
To Mr. F. Now Earl Of W (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems)
No sooner, FLAVIO, was you gone, But, your Injunction thought upon, ARDELIA took the Pen; Designing to perform the Task,Her ...
Oor Sis (Alexander Anderson Poems)
Oor Sis is a mitherly sort o' a bairn,An unco gleg thing, an' sae easy to learn,That let her see ...
A Different Meaning (C J Dennis Poems)
It is truly as lucid as lucid can be; It is plain as the nose on your faceThough the tactics ...
Radiolatry (Arthur Guiterman Poems)
The worst of all idolatorsAre zealous radiolatersWho wreck the peace of erstwhile happy homesWith drool of variometers,Detectors, galvanometers,Antennae, switches, batteries ...
To Mr. F. Now Earl of W (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
No sooner, FLAVIO, was you gone, But, your Injunction thought upon, ARDELIA took the Pen; Designing to perform the Task, ...
60. Epistle on J. Lapraik (Robert Burns Poems)
WHILE briers an' woodbines budding green, An' paitricks scraichin loud at e'en, An' morning poussie whiddin seen, Inspire my muse, ...
M’Fingal – Canto IV (John Trumbull Poems)
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
Barbie Doll (Marge Piercy Poems)
This girlchild was born as usual and presented dolls that did pee-pee and miniature GE stoves and irons and wee ...
The Ballad of the Carpet Bag (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
Ho! Darkies, don't you hear dose voters cryin' Pack dat carpet bag! You must get to de Poll, you must ...
The Toy Band (Sir Henry Newbolt Poems)
A Song of the Great Retreat Dreary lay the long road, dreary lay the town, Lights out and never a ...