In the woods, not long ago, Met with Robin Goodfell'w; First we heard his horse-like laugh In an ivy-bush near by; Then we saw him, like a calf, Or a frisky colt, just fly...
The rhyme o' The Raggedy Man's 'at's best Is Tickle me, Love, in these Lonesome Ribs, - 'Cause that-un's the strangest of all o' the rest, An' the worst to learn, an' the last one guessed,...
When the long day leans to the twilight, When the Evening star climbs to the moon, With a heart that is silently breaking, I sit in the gloaming and croon. I croon a low song for my darling,...
Wildly round our woodland quarters Sad-voiced Autumn grieves; Thickly down these swelling waters Float his fallen leaves. Through the tall and naked timber, Column-like and old,...
"Roll out!" yell cookee "It ban morning," say he, "It ban daylight in svamps, all yu guys!" So out of varm bunk Ve skol falling kerplunk, And rubbing lak blazes our eyes....
The burn was big wi' spate, An' there cam' tum'lin' doon Tapsalteerie the half o' a gate, Wi' an auld fish-hake an' a great muckle skate, An' a lum hat wantin' the croon! ...
Jack would laugh an' joke all day; Never saw a lad so gay; Singin' like a medder lark, Loaded to the Plimsoll mark With God's sunshine was that boy; Had a strangle-holt on Joy....
The Honorable Ardleigh Wyse Was every fisherman's despair; He caught his fish on floating flies, In fact he caught them in the air, And wet-fly men, good sports, perhaps,...
There's a cry from out the Loneliness - Oh, listen, Honey, listen! Do you hear it, do you fear it, you're a-holding of me so? You're a-sobbing in your sleep, dear, and your lashes, how they glisten -...
Since Man first lifted up his eyes to hers And saw her vampire beauty, which is lust, All else is dust Within the compass of the universe. With heart of Jael and with face of Ruth...
Deep desire, that pierces heart and spirit to the root, Finds reluctant voice in verse that yearns like soaring fire, Takes exultant voice when music holds in high pursuit Deep desire. ...
The Text is given verbatim et literatim from John Aubrey's MS. of his Remains of Gentilisme & Judaisme (1686-7) in the Lansdowne MSS., No. 231, folio 114 recto and verso. This text has often been printed before, but always with...
I love the lyric muse! For when mankind ran wild in grooves Came holy Orpheus with his songs And turned men's hearts from bestial loves, From brutal force and savage wrongs;...
Sometime there ben a lyttel boy That wolde not renne and play, And helpless like that little tyke Ben allwais in the way. "Goe, make you merrie with the rest," His weary moder cried;...
There's a race, or a part of a race, if you will, Of renown prehistoric, and vigorous still, Who back from their fastnesses scornfully hurl'd The redoubtable legions that trampled the world;...
It was a phantom of delight When first it gleamed upon my sight, A scholarly distinction, sent To be a student's ornament. The hood was rich beyond compare, The gown was a unique affair....