The Dance Of Death (Henry Austin Dobson Poems)
He is the despots' Despot. All must bide,Later or soon, the message of his might;Princes and potentates their heads must ...
He is the despots' Despot. All must bide,Later or soon, the message of his might;Princes and potentates their heads must ...
To William John Courthope, _March 12, 1903_When Pope came back from Trojan wars once more,He found a Bard, to meet ...
CHICKEN-SKIN, delicate, white, Painted by Carlo Vanloo, Loves in a riot of light, Roses and vaporous blue; Hark to the ...
OUT from the City's dust and roar, You wandered through the open door; Paused at a plaything pail and spade ...
You bid me try, blue-eyes, to writeA Rondeau. What! — forthwith? — tonight?Reflect. Some skill I have, 'tis true; But ...
With slower pen men used to write,Of old, when "letters" were "polite";In Anna's, or in George's days,They could afford to ...
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