Rise up, and do begin the day’s ad… The Summer dark is but the dawn o… The last of sunset fades into the… The morning calls you from the dar… The holy mist, the white mist of t…
The Whale that wanders round the… Is not a table fish. You cannot bake or boil him whole Nor serve him in a dish; But you may cut his blubber up
My reading is extremely deep and w… And as our modern education goes’… Unique I think, and skilfully app… To Art and Industry and Autres C… Through many years of scholarly re…
Who Slammed Doors For Fun And P… A trick that everyone abhors In little girls is slamming doors. A wealthy banker’s little daughter Who lived in Palace Green, Baysw…
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…
Child! do not throw this book abou… Refrain from the unholy pleasure Of cutting all the pictures out! Preserve it as your chiefest treas… Child, have you never heard it sai…
The Microbe is so very small You cannot make him out at all, But many sanguine people hope To see him through a microscope. His jointed tongue that lies benea…
The mirror held your fair, my Fai… A fickle moment’s space. You looked into mine eyes, and the… For ever fixed your face. Keep rather to your looking-glass
When I am living in the Midlands That are sodden and unkind, I light my lamp in the evening: My work is left behind; And the great hills of the South…
The Vulture eats between his meal… And that’s the reason why He very, very, rarely feels As well as you and I. His eye is dull, his head is bald,
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…
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…
Heretics all, whoever you may be, In Tarbes or Nimes, or over the s… You never shall have good words fr… Caritas non conturbat me. But Catholic men that live upon w…
The Lion, the Lion, he dwells in… He has a big head and a very small… But his shoulders are stark, and h… And a good little child will not p…
