(Wordsworth)
#English #Victorians #XIXCentury #XXCentury
WHEN by the labour of my ’ands I’ve ’elped to pack a transport ti… With prisoners for foreign lands, I ain’t transported with delight. I know it’s only just an’ right,
The man that is open of heart to h… And stops to consider his likes an… His blood shall be wholesome whate… His luck shall be with him whateve… The Splendour of Morning shall du…
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…
Brethren, how shall it fare with m… When the war is laid aside, If it be proven that I am he For whom a world has died? If it be proven that all my good,
WE’RE not so old in the Army Li… But we’re not so young at our trad… For we had the honour at Fontenoy Of meeting the Guards’ Brigade. 'Twas Lally, Dillon, Bulkeley, C…
Like Princes crowned they bore… Like Demi-Gods they wrought, When the New World lay before the… In headlong fact and thought. Fate and their foemen proved them
TELL it to the locked—up trees, Cuckoo, bring your song here! Warrant, Act and Summons, please, For Spring to pass along here! Tell old Winter, if he doubt,
Farewell and adieu to you, Harwic… Farewell and adieu to you, ladies… For we’ve received orders to work… Where we hope in a short time to s… We’ll duck and we’ll dive like lit…
Jane Austen Beecher Stowe de Rou… Was good beyond all earthly need; But, on the other hand, her spouse Was very, very bad indeed. He smoked cigars, called churches…
A much-discerning Public hold The Singer generally sings And prints and sells his past for… Whatever I may here disclaim, The very clever folk I sing to
I AM the Most Wise Baviaan, say… ‘Let us melt into the landscape—ju… People have come—in a carriage—cal… Yes, I can go if you take me—Nurs… Let’s go up to the pig—sties and s…
TO the Judge of Right and Wrong With Whom fulfilment lies Our purpose and our power belong, Our faith and sacrifice, Let Freedom’s Land rejoice!
ERE stopping or turning, to put f… Is a charm that thy daies may be l… Though seventy—times—seven thee F… O’ertaking at corners is Death in… Sith main—roads for side—roads car…
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…
Hurree Chunder Mookerjee, pride o… Owner of a native press, “Barrish… Waited on the Government with a c… Sabres by the bucketful, rifles by… Then the Indian Government winked…