(Mat. Prior)
#EnglishWriters
WHETHER the State can loose an… In Heaven as well as on Earth: If it be wiser to kill mankind Before or after the birth— These are matters of high concern
’AVE you ’eard o’ the Widow at W… With a hairy gold crown on ’er ’ea… She ’as ships on the foam—she ’as… An’ she pays us poor beggars in re… (Ow, poor beggars in red!)
ALL day long to the judgment—seat The crazed Provincials drew — All day long at their ruler’s feet Howled for the blood of the Jew. Insurrection with one accord
They bear, in place of classic nam… Letters and numbers on their skin. They play their grisly blindfold g… In little boxes made of tin. Sometimes they stalk the Zeppelin…
FOR things we never mention, For Art misunderstood — For excellent intention That did not turn to good; From ancient tales’ renewing,
At times when under cover I 'ave… To keep my spirits up an’ raise a… ‘Earin ’im pass so busy over—'ead… Old Nickel—Neck, 'oo isn’t on the… “There’s one above is greater than…
About the time that taverns shut And men can buy no beer, Two lads went up to the keepers’ h… To steal Lord Pelham’s deer. Night and the liquor was in their…
HE So long as 'twuz me alone An’ there wasn’t no other chaps, I was praoud as a King on 'is thr… Happier tu, per’aps.
WHO recalls the twilight and the… (Violet peaks uplifted through the… And the clink of iron teacups and… And the faces of the Sisters with… (Now and not hereafter, while the…
Troopin’, troopin’, troopin’ to th… 'Ere’s September come again —the… O leave the dead be’ind us, for th… To where the ship’s a-coalin’ up t… We’re goin’ 'ome, we’re goin’ 'ome…
IF I were hanged on the highest h… Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine! I know whose love would follow me… Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine! If I were drowned in the deepest…
Through the Plagues of Egyp’ we w… Gettin’ down an’ shovin’ in the su… An’ you might 'ave called us dirty… An’ you might ‘ave ’eard us talkin… But the Captain ‘ad ’is jacket, a…
THE careful text—books measure (Let all who build beware!) The load, the shock, the pressure Material can bear. So, when the buckled girder
OH GALLANT was our galley from… To her figurehead of silver and he… The leg—bar chafed the ankle and w… But no galley on the waters with o… Our bulkheads bulged with cotton a…
After His Realms and States were… To bare their hearts to the King… Tendering themselves in homage and… The Tide Wave up the Channel spo… To all those eager, exultant folk:…