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God maddens him whom ‘t is his will to lose,And gives the choice of death or phrenzy—choose.
I read the “Christabel;” Very well:I read the “Missionary;” Pretty—very:I tried at “Ilderim;” Ahem!I read a sheet of “Marg’ret of Anjou;“ Can…
To hook the Reader, you, John Murray, Have published “Anjou’s Margaret,”Which won’t be sold off in a hurry (At least, it has not been as yet);And then, still further to bewilder him, …
What are you doing now, Oh Thomas Moore?What are you doing now, Oh Thomas Moore?Sighing or suing now,Rhyming or wooing now,Billing or cooing now, Which, Thomas Moore? But the Carnival ‘s coming, Oh…
1. As the Liberty lads o’er the seaBought their freedom, and cheaply, with blood, So we, boys, we Will die fighting, or live free,And down with all kings but King Ludd! 2. When the web that…
1. And, dost thou ask the reason of my sadness?Well, I will tell it thee, unfeeling boy!‘T was ill report that urged my brain to madness,‘T was thy tongue’s venom poisoned all my joy. 2. The sadness which thou seest…
A year ago you swore, fond she! “To love, to honour,” and so forth:Such was the vow you pledged to me, And here’s exactly what ‘t is worth.
Once fairly set out on his party of pleasure,Taking towns at his liking, and crowns at his leisure,From Elba to Lyons and Paris he goes,Making balls for the ladies, and bows to his foes.
In hearts like thine ne’er may I hold a placeTill I renounce all sense, all shame, all grace—That seat,—like seats, the bane of Freedom’s realmBut dear to those presiding at the helm—Is basely purchased, not with gold alone;Add Conscience, too, this…
“What say I?“—not a syllable further in prose;I’m your man “of all measures,” dear Tom,—so here goes!Here goes, for a swim on the stream of old Time,On those buoyant supporters, the bladders of rhyme.If our weight breaks them down, and we sink…