An Epistle To Lady Bowyer (Mary Jones Poems)
How much of paper's spoil d what floods of ink!And yet how few how very few can think!The knack of ...
How much of paper's spoil d what floods of ink!And yet how few how very few can think!The knack of ...
OUR ears had grown familiar with"Mr. Money" and "Mr. Smith"When, in the war's first anxious hour,Bellona, thy transmuting power,That we ...
Oh! wherefore come ye forth, in triumph from the North,With your hands, and your feet, and your raiment all red?And ...
Sombre and rich, the skies;Great glooms, and starry plains.Gently the night wind sighs;Else a vast silence reigns.The splendid silence clingsAround ...
In the County of Norfolk, that Paradise Land,Whose Riches and Power doth all Europe command,There stands a great House (and ...
I stopped to call a taxi in the heart of Babylon.At the pavement's edge I stood - the traffic writhing ...
I.Now Whitehall's in the grave,And our head is our slave,The bright pearl in his close shell of oyster;Now the miter ...
The pomps of butchery, financial power,Told 'em to die in war, and then to save,Then cut their saving to the ...
When late Protectorship was Canon-Proof,And _Cap-a-pe_ had seiz'd on _Whitehall_-Roof,And next, on _Israelites_ durst look so big,That _Tory-like_, it lov'd ...
I.Ye subjects of Britain, attend to my ...
To all you ladies now at land We men at sea indite;But first would have you understand ...
Queene Elianor was a sicke woman,And afraid that she should dye;Then she sent for two fryars of France,To speke with ...
He had done with fleets and squadrons, with the restless, roaming seas,He had found the quiet haven he desired,And he ...
I'm half afraid to lift my luteAnd sing my song to-day:For I belong to the InstituteAnd not to the N.U.J.When ...
Here is nothing new nor aught unproven," say the Trumpets, "Many feet have worn it and the road is old ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
You ladies of merry England Who have been to kiss the Duchess's hand, Pray, did you not lately observe in ...
Much wine had passed, with grave discourse Of who fucks who, and who does worse (Such as you usually do ...
I saw the sun step like a gentleman Dressed in black and proud as sin. I saw the sun walk ...
Alas! Now o'er Britannia there hangs a gloom, Because over 400 British Tars have met with a watery tomb; Who ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
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