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Trial by Jury
© William Schwenck Gilbert
SCENE - A Court of Justice, Barristers, Attorney, and Jurymen
discovered.
The Giants Ring
© Robinson Jeffers
BALLYLESSON, NEAR BELFAST
Whoever is able will pursue the plainly
The Chantey Of The Cook (dithyramb of a discontented crew)
© Harry Kemp
The Devil take the cook, that old grey-bearded fellow,
Yo ho, haul away!
Who feeds us odds and ends and biscuits whiskered yellow,
And the home port's a thousand miles away.
Out on the Roofs of Hell
© Henry Lawson
For Wool, Tallow, and Hides and Co.,
For Wool, Tallow, and Hides
Over the roofs of hell we go
For Wool, Tallow, and Hides.
Inheritance
© Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
THERE lived a man who raised his hand and said,
"I will be great!"
And through a long, long life he bravely knocked
At Fame's closed gate.
The South Country
© Hilaire Belloc
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 Country
Come back into my mind.
Sonnet 119: "What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,..."
© William Shakespeare
What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,
Distilled from limbecks foul as hell within,
Seed-Time And Harvest
© John Greenleaf Whittier
As o'er his furrowed fields which lie
Beneath a coldly dropping sky,
Yet chill with winter's melted snow,
The husbandman goes forth to sow,
Though Some Good Things Of Lower Worth
© Anna Laetitia Waring
The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance. Psalm 16:5.
Though some good things of lower worth
Acquaintance
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
Not we who daily walk the City's street;
Not those who have been cradled in its heart,
Hidden Harmony
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
THE thoughts in me are very calm and high
That think upon your love: yet by your leave
Ismael
© Madison Julius Cawein
So from the mosque, whose arabesques above--
The marvellous work of Oriental love--
Seen with new splendors of Heaven's blue and gold,
Applauding all, he, as the gates are rolled
Ogival back to let the many forth,
Cries war to all the unbelieving North.
Stanzas Written In My Pocket Copy Of Thomsons "Castle Of Indolence"
© William Wordsworth
WITHIN our happy Castle there dwelt One
Whom without blame I may not overlook;
For never sun on living creature shone
Who more devout enjoyment with us took:
The Poetry Of Shakespeare
© George Meredith
Picture some Isle smiling green 'mid the white-foaming ocean; -
Full of old woods, leafy wisdoms, and frolicsome fays;
Passions and pageants; sweet love singing bird-like above it;
Life in all shapes, aims, and fates, is there warm'd by one great
human heart.
Women's Harvest Song
© Amy Lowell
I am waving a ripe sunflower,
I am scattering sunflower pollen to the four world-quarters.
I am joyful because of my melons,
I am joyful because of my beans,
I am joyful because of my squashes.
The Notion Of Rastus
© Edgar Albert Guest
DERE never was a man on earth
So wonderful or clever,
Dat ever found a way t' live
On dis ole world forever.
The Three Christmas Waits
© William Makepeace Thackeray
"When this black year began,
This Eighteen-forty-eight,
I was a great great man,
And king both vise and great,
And Munseer Guizot by me did show
As Minister of State.
Us Poets II
© Franklin Pierce Adams
Wordsworth wrote some tawdry stuff;
Much of Moore I have forgotten;
Parts of Tennyson are guff;
Bits of Byron, too, are rotten.
Advice To My Best Brother, Coll: Francis Lovelace.
© Richard Lovelace
Frank, wil't live unhandsomely? trust not too far
Thy self to waving seas: for what thy star,
Calculated by sure event, must be,
Look in the glassy-epithete, and see.
