The Singing Of The Magnificat (Edith Nesbit Poems)
A LEGENDIN midst of wide green pasture-lands, cut through By lines of alders bordering deep-banked streams, Where bulrushes ...
A LEGENDIN midst of wide green pasture-lands, cut through By lines of alders bordering deep-banked streams, Where bulrushes ...
I know I'm dull. I know I got a brain That's only fit fer fertilizin' 'air.I don't arst for bokays: ...
DRAMATIS PERSONAEPoet. Philosopher. Jones of Mariposa.POETHalt! Here we are. Now wheel your mare a trifle Just where you stand; then ...
. . . party on the stage of the Earl Carroll Theatre onFeb. 23. At this party Joyce Hawley, a ...
'Er name's Doreen…Well spare me bloomin' days!You could er knocked me down wiv 'arf a brick! Yes, me, that kids ...
THE dawn hangs heavy on the distant hill,The darkness shudders slowly into light;And from the weary bosom of the nightThe ...
Give me the life of a huntsman,It wants a lot of beating...I know, I've served my apprenticeshipWith that famous hunter, ...
Of what she said to me that night-no matter.The strange thing came next day.My brain was full of music-something she ...
Of what she said to me that night-no matter. The strange thing came next day. My brain was full of ...
The world has crowned a thousand kings:But destiny has keptHer weightiest hour of kingly powerTo offer England's son.The rising bell ...
The Nutcrackers sate by a plate on the table, The Sugar-tongs sate by a plate at his side;And the ...
All through the Castle of High-bred Ease,Where the chief employment was do-as-you-please,Spread consternation and wild despair.The queen was wringing her ...
An After-Dinner SpeechI rise, gentlemen, it is the pleasant hour.Darkness falls. The night falls. ...
Late in an evening forth I wentA little before the sun gade down,And there I chanc't, by accident,To light on ...
If we don't or if we do. What's the odds to me and you? Fame is e'er a heartless jade, ...
As no man sets up marks that he may miss, So no such real thing as ill there is:For should ...
A FOOLISH creature full of fears, He trembled for his fate, And stood aghast to feel the earth Swing round ...
My Pa can hit his thumbnail with a hammer and keep still; He can cut himself while shaving an' not ...
I used to broadcast at nightalone in a radio stationbut I was never good at itpartly because my voice wasn't ...
Short was the season of our intercourse And born, it seem'd, of wayward accident, Yet ne'er before was ...
He limped into the place one day, a leg and arm were gone, "Just half a man," he told the ...
I. It is a repose in the light, neither fever nor languor, on a bed or on a meadow. It ...
One of those men who can be a car salesman or a tourist from Syracuse or a hired assassin. — ...
The same Reflections we make upon the Accidents that befall our Neighbours, to be applied to our selves in the ...
We being so hidden from those whoHave quietly borne and fed us,How can we answer civillyTheir innocent invitations?How can we ...
I did not argue with the man, It seemed a waste of words.He gave to chance the wondrous plan ...
Sitting on the top of the 'bus, I bite my pipe and look at the sky. Over my ...
Walking around in the park Should feel better than work: The lake, the sunshine, The grass to lie on, Blurred ...
I do not think of you lying in the wet clay Of a Monaghan graveyard; I see You walking down ...
So long as 'neath the Kalka hills The tonga-horn shall ring, So long as down the Solon dip The hard-held ...
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