Digesting a mans sayings –
A sneakthief nibbling in the shadows
At the shape of a poet`s thunderous phrases –
How unutterably strange!
And the pilfering parasite none the wiser
For the words he has swallowed.
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O Death, O Death, rock me asleep,
Let pass my weary guiltless ghostOut of my careful breast.Toll on, thou passing bell;Ring out my doleful knell;Thy sound my death abroad will tell,For I must die,There is no remedy.My pains, my pains, who can express?Alas, they are so strong!My dolours will not suffer strengthMy life for to prolong.Toll on, thou passing bell;Ring out my…
I have a gentil cock
he doth me risen earlymy matins for to stayI have a gentil cockcomen he is of greathis comb is of red coralhis tail is of jetI have a gentil cockcomen he is of kindhis comb is of red sorrelhis tail is of indehis legs be of azureso gentil and so smallhis spurs are of silver…
Westron wind, when wilt thou blow
Christ, that my love were in my arms,And I in my bed again!
Royal Charlie’s now awa,
Mony a heart will break in twa,Should he ne’er come back again.Will you no come back again?Will you no come back again?Better lo’ed you’ll never be,And will you no come back again?Mony a traitor ‘mang the islesBrak the band o’ nature’s law;Mony a traitor, wi’ his wiles,Sought to wear his life awa.Will he no come…
The king sits in Dumferling toune,
‘O whar will I get guid sailor,To sail this schip of mine?’Up and spak an eldern knicht,Sat at the kings richt kne:‘Sir Patrick Spence is the best sailorThat sails upon the se.’The king has written a braid letter,And signd it wi his hand,And sent it to Sir Patrick Spence,Was walking on the sand.The first line…
FAIN would I change that note
Long, long to sing by rote,Fancying that that harm’d me:Yet when this thought doth come,‘Love is the perfect sumOf all delight,’I have no other choiceEither for pen or voiceTo sing or write.O Love! they wrong thee muchThat say thy sweet is bitter,When thy rich fruit is suchAs nothing can be sweeter.Fair house of joy and…
Digesting a mans sayings –
A sneakthief nibbling in the shadows
At the shape of a poet`s thunderous phrases –
How unutterably strange!
And the pilfering parasite none the wiser
For the words he has swallowed.
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The circle of the Earth is the head of a great drum;
With the night, it moves downward – booming;The day and the night are its song.I am very small, as I dance upon the drum-head;I am like a particle of dust, as I dance upon the drum-head;Above me in the sky is the shining ball of the drumstick.I dance upward with the day;I dance downward with…
I.
The old dragon through;By David his slingAnd the giant he slew;Let us write us a rhyme,As a record to tellHow the South on a timeStormed the ramparts of HellWith her barefooted boys!II.Had the South in her borderA hero to spare,Or a heart at her altar,Lo! its life’s blood was there!And the black battle-grimeMight never disguiseThe…
I wear a splendid uniform;
I talk both loud and valiantlyOf Honor and the Flag;But let the South be easy still,Her soldiers need not fear.Ne’er shot nor blow shall lay them lowWhile I’m a Brigadier.I canter gaily through the streets,Attended by my staff,Unheeding vulgar little boysWho hoot and stare and chaff;And such a staff! all foreign names,Quite wonderful to hear,Plain…
Up in early morning light,
Oiling all the household springs,Sewing buttons, tying strings,Telling Bridget what to do,Mending rips in Johnny’s shoe,Running up and down the stair,Tying baby in her chair,Cutting meat and spreading bread,Dishing out so much per head,Eating as she can by chance,Giving husband kindly glance;Toiling, working, busy life,–Smart woman,Dan’s wife.Dan comes home at fall of night,Home so cheerful,…
If you evah go to Houston,
You better not gambleAnd you better not fight.T. Bentley will arrest you,He’ll surely take you down;Judge Nelson’ll sentence you,Then you’re jailhouse bound.O let the Midnight SpecialShine a light on me,Let the Midnight SpecialShine a evah lovin’ light on me!Every Monday mawnin’,When the ding-dong rings,You go to the table,See the same damn things;And on the table,There’s…