#EnglishWriters
WHEN that great Kings return to… Or Emperors in their pride, Grief of a day shall fill a day, Because its creature died. But we—we reckon not with those
I’VE A HEAD like a concertina:… I’ve a mouth like an old potato, a… But I’ve had my fun o’ the Corp’r… And I’m here in the Clink for a t… With a second—hand overcoat under…
(Byron) Thirteen as twelve my Murray alwa… He was a publisher. The new Polic… Have neater ways of bringing men t… So Juan found himself before J.P…
Your trail runs to the westward, And mine to my own place; There is water between our lodges, And I have not seen your face. But since I have read your verses
Will you conquer my heart with you… Shall I fall to your hand as a vi… Have I met you and passed you alr… Shall I meet you next session at… Does the P. and O. bear you to me…
IF the Led Striker call it a str… Or the papers call it a war, They know not much what I am like… Nor what he is, my Avatar. Through many roads, by me possesse…
It was an artless Bandar, and he… And much I wondered how he lived,… And many many other things, till,… I slept the sleep of idleness and… He said: “O man of many clothes!…
CITIES and Thrones and Powers Stand in Time’s eye, Almost as long as flowers, Which daily die: But, as new buds put forth
0NCE, after long—drawn revel at… He to the overbearing Boanerges Jonson, uttered (if half of it wer… Blessed be the vintage!) Saying how, at an alehouse under…
Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost i… And a Spirit came to his bedside… A Spirit gripped him by the hair… Till he heard as the roar of a rai… Till he heard the roar of the Mil…
As I was spittin’ into the Ditch… I seed a man on a man-o’-war got u… 'E was scrapin’ the paint from off… Sez 'e, “I’m a Jolly —'Er Majest… Now ‘is work begins by Gawd knows…
Rome never looks where she treads. Always her heavy hooves fall On our stomachs, our hearts or our… And Rome never heeds when we bawl… Her sentries pass on—that is all,
The Babe was laid in the Manger Between the gentle kine — All safe from cold and danger — "But it was not so with mine, (With mine! With mine!)
Whether to wend through straight s… Trimly by towns perfectly paved; Or after office, as fitteth thy fa… Faring with friends far among fiel… There is none other equal in actio…
When I was a King and a Mason —a… I cleared me ground for a Palace… I decreed and dug down to my level… I came on the wreck of a Palace s… There was no worth in the fashion…