#EnglishWriters
WE were all one heart and one rac… When the Abbey trumpets blew. For a moment’s breathing—space We had forgotten you. Now you return to your honoured pl…
If wars were won by feasting, 0r victory by song, Or safety found in sleeping sound, How England would be strong! But honour and dominion
ONE moment past our bodies cast No shadow on the plain; Now clear and black they stride ou… And we run home again. In morning—hush, each rock and bus…
God of our fathers, known of old, Lord of our far—flung battle—line, Beneath whose awful Hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine— Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet…
THE Cities are full of pride, Challenging each to each— This from her mountain—side, That from her burthened beach. They count their ships full tale—
(Byron) Thirteen as twelve my Murray alwa… He was a publisher. The new Polic… Have neater ways of bringing men t… So Juan found himself before J.P…
Who hath desired the Sea?—the sig… The heave and the halt and the hur… The sleek-barrelled swell before s… Stark calm on the lap of the Line… His Sea in no showing the same h…
I SEEK not what his soul desires… He dreads not what my spirit fears… Our Heavens have shown us separat… Our dooms have dealt us differing… Our daysprings and our timeless de…
Jane Austen Beecher Stowe de Rou… Was good beyond all earthly need; But, on the other hand, her spouse Was very, very bad indeed. He smoked cigars, called churches…
There was a strife ‘twixt man and… Oh, that was at the birth of time! But what befell ’twixt man and mai… Oh, that’s beyond the grip of rhym… 'Twas “Sweet, I must not bide wit…
There are whose study is of smells… And to attentive schools rehearse How something mixed with something… Makes something worse. Some cultivate in broths impure
At the eleventh hour he came, But his wages were the same As ours who all day long had trod The wine—press of the Wrath of Go… When he shouldered through the lin…
OLD Horn to All Atlantic said: (A—hay O! To me O!) Now where did Frankie learn his t… For he ran me down with a three—re… (All round the Horn!)
Nothing in life has been made by m… But it was shown long since to man… Lost as the name of the maker of i… Who received oppression and shame… Hate, avoidance, and scorn in his…
When I was a King and a Mason —a… I cleared me ground for a Palace… I decreed and dug down to my level… I came on the wreck of a Palace s… There was no worth in the fashion…