Yet you know upon you To let me suffer the pain The hurtfull strain in the Rain. Humilinate does you know sad

I see a game this a shame To see you at my front door a dame of fame sits by the Shore. Delights to see the blue floor

Oh I wait to see To the color of Blue Oh what can I do Sing a song for

The sails were full and a fair win… Blows, and the English Dutch flee… Mast show. As to fast away Plymouth to the w… Cliffs of Dover, the HMS ship th…

O, come to talk to Thee O there is only thee O, I love the winters Nights

the storm winds of autumn Make me shake by the lake The window pain rattle shake To ruffle a few wet feathers With birds singing by the lake

It is I write a few lines Of a poets story of thy Times We all like Mr chimes Who drinks gin on the

Thou dear jack frost To this freeze Thy hands and toes To look outside by the Frozen window pane

O.,er the banks Of the boni doon Touch and sit by The slippery moon O,.er the fields of

This open glen was thick with Thorns Tis then the white of the flower hide the horns of the shy fallow Deer

Gapes around the silent arena Tis inside bugle trumpets bull ca… Tis of wild angry soundings foot Bounds and spurns the angry mighty Brute, first run in the sand pit,…

The sweet smell of flowers Lies in the wet dewy grass Upon they wake of the dawn Of the day From dawn to dust they

draw draw draw Near the artists lair Upon he sits on the Gallery chair Lay with honey yellow