#English #XIXCentury #XXCentury
Her smile ineffably is sweet, Devinely she is slim; Yet oh how weary are her feet, How aches her every limb! Thank God it’s near to closing ti…
France is the fairest land on eart… Lovely to heart’s desire, And twice a year I span its girth… Its beauty to admire. But when a pub I seek each night,
The General now lives in town; He’s eighty odd, they say; You’ll see him strolling up and do… The Prada any day. He goes to every football game,
To smite Apollo’s lyre I am unabl… Of loveliness, alas! I cannot sin… My lot it i, across the tavern tab… To start a chorus to the strumming… I have no gift to touch your heart…
Oh you who are shy of the popular… (Though most of us seek to survive… Just think of the goldfish who wan… Because she could never be private… There are pebbles and reeds for aq…
I never saw a face so bright With brilliant blood and joy, As was the grinning mug last night Of Dick, our local boy, When with a clumsy, lucky clout
Son put a poser up to me That made me scratch my head: “God made the whole wide world,” q… “That’s right, my boy,” I said. Said son: “He mad the mountains s…
Blind Peter Piper used to play All up and down the city; I’d often meet him on my way, And throw a coin for pity. But all amid his sparkling tones
My glass is filled, my pipe is lit… My den is all a cosy glow; And snug before the fire I sit, And wait to feel the old year go. I dedicate to solemn thought
Light up your pipe again, old chum… I’ve got to watch the bannock bake… You’d little think that we were so… Though where I don’t exactly know… The man—size mountains palisade us…
Zut! it’s two o’clock. See! the lights are jumping. Finish up your bock, Time we all were humping. Waiters stack the chairs,
There’s A race of men that don’t… A race that can’t stay still; So they break the hearts of kith a… And they roam the world at will. They range the field and they rove…
Old Man Death’s a lousy heel who… Let Graveyard yawn and doom down… But when the sky with rapture ring… Then Old Man Death grins evilly,… Jack Duval was my chosen pal in t…
A passion to be free Has ever mastered me; To none beneath the sun Will I bow down,—not one Shall leash my liberty.
I’ve been sittin’ starin’, starin’… And tryin’ to convince meself it’s… (Look out there, lad! That sniper… ’E’ll be layin’ of you out the sam… Jim as lies there in the dug—out w…