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The Light that Failed Roses red and roses white Plucked I for my love’s delight. She would none of all my posies– Bade me gather her blue roses. Half the world I wandered through, Seeking where such flowers grew. Half…
“The Propagation of Knowledge”From “Debits and Credits” (1919-1923) The miracle of our land’s speech–so knownAnd long received, none marvel when ’tis shown! We have such wealth as Rome at her most prideHad not or (having) scattered not so wide;Nor with…
March! The mud is cakin’ good about our trousies. Front! — eyes front, an’ watch the Colour-casin’s drip.Front! The faces of the women in the ‘ouses Ain’t the kind o’ things to take aboard the ship. Cheer! An’ we’ll never march to…
“‘As anybody seen Bill ‘Awkins?” “Now ‘ow in the devil would I know?”“‘E’s taken my girl out walkin’, An’ I’ve got to tell ‘im so — Gawd — bless — ‘im!I’ve got to tell ‘im so.” “D’yer know…
“Oh, where are you going to, all you Big Steamers, With England’s own coal, up and down the salt seas?”“We are going to fetch you your bread and your butter, Your beef, pork, and mutton, eggs, apples, and cheese.” “And…
“You must choose between me and your cigar.” — BREACH OF PROMISE CASE, CIRCA 1885. Open the old cigar-box, get me a Cuba stout, For things are running crossways, and Maggie and I are out. We quarrelled about Havanas —…
There was a row in Silver Street that’s near to Dublin Quay,Between an Irish regiment an’ English cavalree;It started at Revelly an’ it lasted on till dark:The first man dropped at Harrison’s, the last forninst the Park. For it…
Ah! What avails the classic bent And what the cultured word,Against the undoctored incident That actually occurred? And what is Art whereto we press Through paint and prose and rhyme–When Nature in her nakedness Defeats us every time? It…
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 minister-towers standAnd the breeding kestrels cry. Would I change with my brother a…
“Gay go up and gay go downTo ring the Bells of London Town.”When London Town’s asleep in bedYou’ll hear the Bells ring overhead.In excelsis gloria!Ringing for Victoria,Ringing for their mighty mistress—ten years dead! THE BELLS: Here is more gain than…