Daily Archives: September 17, 2016

Poem – The Village Schoolmaster

Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way With blossom’d furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill’d to rule, The village master taught his little school; A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him … Continue reading

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Poem – When Lovely Woman Stoops to Folly

When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, … Continue reading

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Poem – Mrs Bean 

If there were only a table,  With a glass on top,  Nothing else in the room,  I still would manage to drop. On the corner of a desk,  I just cannot miss it,  Wandering past I come to blows,  As … Continue reading

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Poem – Monsters Ball

Each Halloween the doors of evil open to,  Ghosts, monsters, witches, ghouls intent to fright,  Creeping around like the werewolf,  With fangs so sharp and bright. Starts with knocking at the door,  Then I hear footsteps to my right,  Then … Continue reading

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