It freezes– all across a soundless… The birds go home. The governing… The steadfast dark that waits not… The ultimate dark wherein the race… Death, with his evil finger to his…
Who was too Freely Moved to Tear… Lord Lundy from his earliest year… Was far too freely moved to Tears… For instance if his Mother said, “Lundy! It’s time to go to Bed!”
Who played with a Loaded Gun, and… Young Algernon, the Doctor’s Son… Was playing with a Loaded Gun. He pointed it towards his Sister, Aimed very carefully, but
The species Man and Marmozet Are intimately linked; The Marmozet survives as yet, But Men are all extinct.
As a friend to the children commen… You will find it exactly the thing… It will carry and fetch, you can r… Or lead it about with a string. The Tartar who dwells on the plai…
Ill fares the land to hast’ning il… Where wealth accumulates and men d… But how much more unfortunate are… Where wealth declines and populati… (1)This line is execrable; and I…
Of all the gods that gave me all t… To-day there deigns to walk with m… I lead him by the hand and tell hi… It is the Queen of Cyprus’ little…
The tiger, on the other hand, Is kittenish and mild, And makes a pretty playfellow For any little child. And mothers of large families
When I am dead, I hope it may be… ‘His sins were scarlet, but his bo…
D: The Dreadful Dinotherium he Will have to do his best for D. The early world observed with awe His back, indented like a saw. His look was gay, his voice was st…
The winter moon has such a quiet c… That all the winter nights are dum… She drives the gradual dark with d… And dreams go wandering from her d… Because the nights are silent, do…
May all my enemies go to hell, Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel.
The Kings come riding back from t… The purple Kings and all their mo… They fill the street with clamorou… The Kings have broken down the Sa… Singing a great song of the easter…
Because my faltering feet may fail… The first descendant of the steps… Give me the Word in time that tri… I too must pass into the misty hol… Where all our living laughter stop…
The stranger warmth of the young s… Look! little beads of green begin… And hidden flowers have dated thei… Where late such droughty dusts wer… It’s not the month, but all the wo…
