PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 - Literature |
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... poor rhymes molest , Cotin's the sharpest , and succeeds the best ; Others outrageous scold , and rail downright With serious rancor and true Christian spite ; But he , more sly , pursues his fell design , Writes scoundrel verses , and ...
... poor rhymes molest , Cotin's the sharpest , and succeeds the best ; Others outrageous scold , and rail downright With serious rancor and true Christian spite ; But he , more sly , pursues his fell design , Writes scoundrel verses , and ...
Page 308
... poor ; And Pat and his dog were grown weary and old , How snugly we slept in my old coat of gray , And he licked me for kindness - my poor dog Tray . Though my wallet was scant , I remembered his case , Nor refused my last crust to his ...
... poor ; And Pat and his dog were grown weary and old , How snugly we slept in my old coat of gray , And he licked me for kindness - my poor dog Tray . Though my wallet was scant , I remembered his case , Nor refused my last crust to his ...
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... Poor Jack . DIBDIN . Go patter to lubbers and swabs , d'ye see , ' Bout danger , and fear , and the like ; A tight - water boat and good sea - room give me , And t'ent to a little I'll strike : Though the tempest top - gallant masts ...
... Poor Jack . DIBDIN . Go patter to lubbers and swabs , d'ye see , ' Bout danger , and fear , and the like ; A tight - water boat and good sea - room give me , And t'ent to a little I'll strike : Though the tempest top - gallant masts ...
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