Humorous poems by English and American writersWilliam Michael Rossetti Ward, Lock, & Company, 1878 - 488 ページ |
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... King of the Ghosts 277 288 298 299 299 · 302 307 : 308 309 ROBERT SOUTHEY- To a Goose • 313 The Poet relates how he ole a lock of Delia's Hair 314 Epistle to Allan Cunningham 315 The Pious Painter 324 St. Romuald CHARLES LAMB- · A ...
... King of the Ghosts 277 288 298 299 299 · 302 307 : 308 309 ROBERT SOUTHEY- To a Goose • 313 The Poet relates how he ole a lock of Delia's Hair 314 Epistle to Allan Cunningham 315 The Pious Painter 324 St. Romuald CHARLES LAMB- · A ...
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... King Songs of Shepherds Robin Goodfellow . The Song of the Beggar A New - Year's Gift for Shrews Lines on a Printing Office . The May - Pole There was an Old Man came over the Lea The New Litany 362 365 367 371 377 379 381 ה 383 384 384 ...
... King Songs of Shepherds Robin Goodfellow . The Song of the Beggar A New - Year's Gift for Shrews Lines on a Printing Office . The May - Pole There was an Old Man came over the Lea The New Litany 362 365 367 371 377 379 381 ה 383 384 384 ...
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... King , Daun Pharão , His baker and his botteler also , Whether they felte none effect in dreams . Whoso wol seek actes of sundry rames1 May read of dreames many a wonder thing . Lo Croesus which that was of Lydes King , Mett he not that ...
... King , Daun Pharão , His baker and his botteler also , Whether they felte none effect in dreams . Whoso wol seek actes of sundry rames1 May read of dreames many a wonder thing . Lo Croesus which that was of Lydes King , Mett he not that ...
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... King Richard was slain With shot , complainedest his death so sore , Why n'had I nought thy sentence and thy lore The Friday for to chiden as dede ye- For on a Friday soothly slain was he ? Than would I showe how that I couth plain For ...
... King Richard was slain With shot , complainedest his death so sore , Why n'had I nought thy sentence and thy lore The Friday for to chiden as dede ye- For on a Friday soothly slain was he ? Than would I showe how that I couth plain For ...
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... king , I may give with her no thing , And that forthinketh me ; 1 Save a garland I will thee give ; Ye shall never see , while ye live , None such in this countrie . Have here this garland of roses rich : In all this lond is none it ...
... king , I may give with her no thing , And that forthinketh me ; 1 Save a garland I will thee give ; Ye shall never see , while ye live , None such in this countrie . Have here this garland of roses rich : In all this lond is none it ...
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77 ページ - Yet do not, I would not go, Though at next door we might meet, Though she were true, when you met her, And last, till you write your letter, Yet she Will be False, ere I come, to two, or three.
218 ページ - Gazed on the lake below. Her conscious tail her joy declared; The fair round face, the snowy beard, The velvet of her paws...
190 ページ - THE TURKEY AND THE ANT. In other men we faults can spy, And blame the mote that dims their eye, Each little speck and blemish find, To our own stronger errors blind. A turkey, tired of common food, Forsook the barn, and sought the wood; Behind her ran her infant train, Collecting here and there a grain. 'Draw near, my birds,' the mother cries, This hill delicious fare supplies; Behold, the busy negro race, See, millions blacken all the place!
123 ページ - Out upon it, I have loved Three whole days together! And am like to love three more. If it prove fair weather. Time shall moult away his wings Ere he shall discover In the whole wide world again Such a constant lover.
467 ページ - Under the yaller-pines I house, When sunshine makes 'em all sweet-scented, An' hear among their furry boughs The baskin' west-wind purr contented, While 'way o'erhead, ez sweet an' low Ez distant bells thet ring for meetin', The wedged wil' geese their bugles blow, Further an' further South retreatin'. Or up the slippery knob I strain An...
148 ページ - For though the Muses should prove kind, And fill our empty brain, Yet if rough Neptune rouse the wind To wave the azure main, Our paper, pen, and ink, and we, Roll up and down our ships at sea — With a fa, la, la, la, la.
378 ページ - Who's this?" I answer nought but ho ho ho ! Yet now and then, the maids to please, At midnight I card up their wool ; And, while they sleep and take their ease, With wheel to threads their flax I pull. I grind at...
458 ページ - 11 keep the people in blindness,— Thet we the Mexicuns can thrash Eight inter brotherly kindness, Thet bombshells, grape, an' powder 'n' ball Air good-will's strongest magnets, Thet peace, to make it stick at all, Must be druv in with bagnets. In short, I firmly du believe In Humbug generally, Fer it's a thing thet I perceive To hev a solid vally; This heth my faithful shepherd ben, In pasturs sweet heth led me, An' this '11 keep the people green To feed ez they hev fed me.
139 ページ - HOLLAND, that scarce deserves the name of land As but the off-scouring of the British sand, And so much earth as was contributed By English pilots when they heaved the lead, Or what by the ocean's slow alluvion fell Of shipwrecked cockle and the muscle-shell, — This indigested vomit of the sea Fell to the Dutch by just propriety.
148 ページ - TO all you ladies now at land We men at sea indite ; But first would have you understand How hard it is to write : The Muses now, and Neptune too, We must implore to write to you — With a fa, la, la, la, la.