Protestant Popery: Or, The Convocation – Canto IV (Nicholas Amhurst Poems)
The Worldling Churchman, raging with Defeat,Renews his Hate, and burns with double Heat.Tho' foil'd in Synod, he laments the DayThat ...
The Worldling Churchman, raging with Defeat,Renews his Hate, and burns with double Heat.Tho' foil'd in Synod, he laments the DayThat ...
I LIKE, at times, to hear the steeples' chimesWith sober thoughts impressively that mingle;But sometimes, too, I rather like--don't you?--To ...
True as the church clock hand the hour pursuesHe plods about his toils and reads the news,And at the blacksmith's ...
Alas! how dismal is my tale, I lost my watch in Doneraile. My Dublin watch, my chain and seal, Pilfer'd at once in ...
Who has a thing to bringFor a gift to our lord the king,Our king all kings above?A young girl brought ...
IS it not strange that Lord MolassesShould dare to preach to soldiers' wives,And seek to rob the working-classesOf both their ...
"Morn in the wake of the morning starCame furrowing all the orient into gold.We rose, and each by other drest ...
There was a sound in the wind to-day,Like a joyous cymbal ringing!And the leaves of the trees talked with the ...
IOn a little piece of wood,Mr. Spikky Sparrow stood;Mrs. Sparrow sate close by,A-making of an insect pie,For her little children ...
Here's yer toy balloons! All sizes!Twenty cents for that. It risesJest as quick as that 'ere, Miss,Twice as big. Ye ...
Mr Trim, commercial traveller, is in town again, "Our Mr Trim," you know, debonair and neat;Landed here this morning on ...
Tell me if you can, the rule by which a man Selects his worse or better half. Truly it would ...
Ships — they're all right, said Murphy, "for all you hear folks tell.There some shoves their bows under in a ...
If Mr. Jones, Lycurgus B.,Had one peculiar quality,'Twas his severe advocacyOf conjugal fidelity.His views of heaven were very free;His views ...
There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always ...
Tufts, follicles, grubstake biennial rosettes, a low- life beach-blond scruff of couch grass: notwithstanding the interglinting dregs of wholesale upheaval ...
STANDING IN EDEN 1 Poetry claimed me young on Skegness beach Before I was born I answered her cry For ...
YEARS of the modern! years of the unperform'd! Your horizon rises-I see it parting away for more august dramas; I ...
Morn in the wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by ...
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