The Description Of Tyburn (John Taylor Poems)
I Have heard sundry men oft times disputeOf trees, that in one year will twice bear fruit.But if a man ...
I Have heard sundry men oft times disputeOf trees, that in one year will twice bear fruit.But if a man ...
Ken ye how a Whig can fight, Aikendrum, Aikendrum Ken ye how a Whig can fight, Aikendrum He can fight the hero ...
A comely sight indeed it is to seeA world of blossoms on an apple-tree:Yet far more comely would this tree ...
My fortune and my choice this custom break,When we are speechless grown to make stones speak.Though no stone tell thee ...
MADAM-That I might make your cabinet my tomb, And for my fame, which I love next my soul,Next to my soul ...
Heap cassia, sandal-buds and stripesOf labdanum, and aloe-balls,Smeared with dull nard an Indian wipesFrom out her hair: such balsam fallsDown ...
INot yet had History's Aetna smoked the skies,And low the Gallic Giantess lay enchained,While overhead in ordered set and riseHer ...
The nations are all calling To and fro, from strand to strand;Uniting in one army The slaves of ...
Here, down between the dusty trees, At this lank edge of haggard wood,Women with labour-loosened knees, With gaunt ...
A map of every country known,With not a foot to call his own.A list of folks that kicked a dustOn ...
Half across the world to westward there's a harbour that I know,Where the ships that load with lumber and the ...
My heart's at the war with a good-natured riflemanWhere he stands firing his foemen to slay;While he was home with ...
I hang limp on the Creator's penLike a large drop of lilac gloss-paint.Underneath are dykes' secrets; the airFrom the railways ...
What charm is yours, you faded old-world tapestries, Of outworn, childish mysteries, Vague pageants woven on a web of dream! ...
Something inspires the only cow of late To make no more of a wall than an open gate, And think ...
As the sweet sweat of roses in a still, As that which from chafed musk-cats' pores doth trill, As the ...
past parentage or gender beyond sung vocables the slipped-between the so infinitesimal fault line a limitless interiority beyond the woven ...
Heap cassia, sandal-buds and stripes Of labdanum, and aloe-balls, Smeared with dull nard an Indian wipes From out her hair: ...
HEAP cassia, sandal-buds and stripes Of labdanum, and aloe-balls, Smear'd with dull nard an Indian wipes From out her hair: ...
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
Here, down between the dusty trees, At this lank edge of haggard wood, Women with labour-loosened knees, With gaunt backs ...
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