Towards the evening of her splendi… Those who are little children now… (Finding this verse),'Who wrote i… And Juliet answer gently, ‘I forg…
May all my enemies go to hell, Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel.
Here lies a Dog.- may every Dog t… Lie in security - as this Dog lie…
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…
My jolly fat host with your face a… Come, open the door to us, let us… A score of stout fellows who think… If they toast till they’re hoarse,… Hoofed it amain
During a late election Lord Roehampton strained a vocal chord From shouting, very loud and high, To lots and lots of people why The Budget in his own opin–
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!”
Lady and Queen and Mystery manifo… And very Regent of the untroubled… Whom in a dream St. Hilda did beh… And heard a woodland music passing… You shall receive me when the clou…
Of three in One and One in three My narrow mind would doubting be Till Beauty, Grace and Kindness… And all at once were Juliet.
Kings live in Palaces, and Pigs i… And youth in Expectation. Youth i…
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…
I shoot the Hippopotamus With bullets made of platinum, Because if I use leaden ones His hide is sure to flatten 'em.
When Jesus Christ was four years… The angels brought Him toys of go… Which no man ever had bought or so… And yet with these He would not p… He made Him small fowl out of cla…
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…