#EnglishWriters
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!)
THERE’S a pasture in a valley w… And a Herd lies down and ruminate… Where the pheasant rules the nooni… And the war—cries of our world die… Here I cast aside the burden that…
Speakin’ in general, I ’ave tried… The ’appy roads that take you o’er… Speakin’ in general, I ’ave found… For such as cannot use one bed too… But must get ’ence, the same as I…
I’VE A HEAD like a concertina:… I’ve a mouth like an old potato, a… But I’ve had my fun o’ the Corp’r… And I’m here in the Clink for a t… With a second—hand overcoat under…
"GO WASH thyself in Jordan —go,… Nay, not for any Prophet will I p… For the banks of curious Jordan a… Commanded and embellished and patr… There rise her timeless capitals o…
Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost i… And a Spirit came to his bedside… A Spirit gripped him by the hair… Till he heard as the roar of a rai… Till he heard the roar of the Mil…
If Thought can reach to Heaven, On Heaven let it dwell, For fear the Thought be given Like power to reach to Hell. For fear the desolation
IN A land that the sand overlays—… A multitude ended their days whose… Till they grew drunk and were smit… And of these is a story written: b… When the wine stirred in their hea…
GOD gave all men all earth to lov… But since our hearts are small, Ordained for each one spot should… Belovèd over all; That, as He watched Creation’s bi…
Once, after long—drawn revel at T… He to the overbearing Boanerges Jonson, uttered (if half of it wer… Blessed be the vintage!) Saying how, at an alehouse under…
As I was spittin’ into the Ditch… I seed a man on a man-o’-war got u… 'E was scrapin’ the paint from off… Sez 'e, “I’m a Jolly —'Er Majest… Now ‘is work begins by Gawd knows…
They christened my brother of old— And a saintly name he bears— They gave him his place to hold At the head of the belfry—stairs, Where the minster—towers stand
Over the edge of the purple down, Where the single lamplight gleams, Know ye the road to the Merciful… That is hard by the Sea of Dreams… Where the poor may lay their wrong…
STRANGERS drawn from the ends… I was Lord of the Inca race, and… Under the stars beyond our stars w… Hotly we stormed Valhalla, a mill… Ever 'neath high Valhalla Hall th…
IN THE Neolithic Age savage war… For food and fame and woolly horse… I was singer to my clan in that di… And I sang of all we fought and f… Yea, I sang as now I sing, when t…