#English
When I went to the Bar as a very… (Said I to myself - said I), I’ll work on a new and original pl… (Said I to myself - said I), I’ll never assume that a rogue or…
Oh! a private buffoon is a light-h… If you listen to popular rumour; From morning to night he’s so joyo… And he bubbles with wit and good h… He’s so quaint and so terse, both…
POLICEMAN PETER FORTH I… From his obscure retreat: He was a merry genial wag, Who loved a mad conceit. If he were asked the time of day,
Some time ago, in simple verse I sang the story true Of CAPTAIN REECE, the… And all her happy crew. I showed how any captain may
When you’re lying awake with a dis… taboo’d by anxiety, I conceive you may use any languag… without impropriety; For your brain is on fire - the be…
Oh, foolish fay, Think you because Man’s brave array My bosom thaws I’d disobey
List while the poet trolls Of MR. CLAYTON HOOPER, Who had a cure of souls At Spiffton-extra-Sooper. He lived on curds and whey,
When first my old, old love I kne… My bosom welled with joy; My riches at her feet I threw; I was a love-sick boy! No terms seemed too extravagant
Bedecked in fashion trim, With every curl a-quiver; Or leaping, light of limb, O’er rivulet and river; Or skipping o’er the lea
The BALLYSHANNON foundered o… And down in fathoms many went the… Down went the owners - greedy men… Oh, dry the starting tear, for the… Besides the captain and the mate,…
O’er unreclaimed suburban clays Some years ago were hobblin’ An elderly ghost of easy ways, And an influential goblin. The ghost was a sombre spectral sh…
I knew a boor - a clownish card (His only friends were pigs and co… The poultry of a small farmyard), Who came into two hundred thousand… Good fortune worked no change in…
Were I a king in very truth, And had a son– a guileless youth – In probable succession; To teach him patience, teach him t… How promptly in a fix to act,
BOB POLTER was a navvy, and His hands were coarse, and dirty t… His homely face was rough and tann… His time of life was thirty-two. He lived among a working clan
Good children, list, if you’re inc… And wicked children too - This pretty ballad is designed Especially for you. Two ogres dwelt in Wickham Wold -