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The Borough. Letter III: The Vicar--The Curate

© George Crabbe

THE VICAR.

WHERE ends our chancel in a vaulted space,

On Hearing that Constantinople Was Swallowed Up by an Earthquake

© Amelia Opie

[A Report, though false, at that time generally believed.]

Prologue

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

A PROLOGUE? Well, of course the ladies know,--

I have my doubts. No matter,--here we go!

But Noah was seen, for he stood up erect,
And leaned on Japhet's hand. Then, after pause,
The Leader said, "My brethren, it were well
(For naught we fear) to let this sorcerer speak."
And they did reach toward the man their staves,
And cry with loud accord, "Hail, sorcerer, hail!"

White Moments

© Katharine Lee Bates

THE best of life, what is it but white moments?

Those swift illuminations when we see

"When I am articled"

© Lesbia Harford

When I am articled
The Law decrees
I shall devote my time
To stating fees

On The Lady Manchester

© Joseph Addison

While haughty Gallia's dames, that pread
O'er their pale cheeks, an artful red,
Beheld this beauteous stranger there
In native charms, divinely fair;
Confusion in their looks they show'd;
And with unborrow'd blushes glow'd.

Anecdote For Fathers

© Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch

By the late W. W. (of H.M. Inland Revenue Service).

And is it so? Can Folly stalk

Ah Poverties, Wincings Sulky Retreats

© Walt Whitman

AH poverties, wincings, and sulky retreats!

Ah you foes that in conflict have overcome me!

Vision Of Columbus - Book 4

© Joel Barlow

In one dark age, beneath a single hand,

Thus rose an empire in the savage land.

An Address to Poetry

© Helen Maria Williams

I.

While envious crowds the summit view,

The Supper Of Armor

© Théophile Gautier

Bjorn, a strange cnobite,
On the plateau of a bare rock,
Inhabits, out of the world and time,
The tower of a fortress demolished.

An Elegy Upon The Death Of Dr. Donne, Dean Of Paul's

© Thomas Carew

Here lies a king, that rul'd as he thought fit
The universal monarchy of wit;
Here lie two flamens, and both those, the best,
Apollo's first, at last, the true God's priest.

The Prevalence Of Custom

A Female, to a Drunkard marry'd,

When all her other Arts miscarry'd,

The Borough. Letter VI: Professions--Law

"TRADES and Professions"--these are themes the Muse,

Left to her freedom, would forbear to choose;

France--December 1870

Henceforth of her the Gods are known,
Open to them her breast is laid.
Inveterate of brain, heart-valiant,
Never did fairer creature pant
Before the altar and the blade!

The Instructiphone

There was a youthful genius once, a boy of thirteen years,
Named Cyrus Franklin Edison Lavoisier De Squeers.
To study he was not inclined, for fun he had a bent;
But there was just one article he wanted to invent.