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Archive for December, 2008

Shadow of Christmas

Christmas is now gone With all the usual fun I see only its shadow Yes! That’s how the story goes A few more days, then New Year Visit the church and confess Then bring out your fancy dress Its time to make a mess For some, its time for new resolutions For others, its time […]

Christmas Gets A Test Of Litmus

Is the sacred day acid or alkaline…..? ? ? I believe it must be neutral…., At least I hope it is….., But who cares anyway…..? ? ? Christmas is Christmas…., And we’ll never know…., Whether it’s alkaline or acid……, Unless Christmas Gets A Test Of Litmus…! ! !

>>>> *^* “Lonely *^* Little *^* Christmas *^* Cat” *^* <<<<

Christmas Cat….., Oh Christmas Cat….., Lonely Little Christmas Cat…., I always wonder….., We’re you’re at……, Lonely Christmas Cat…..! ! ! She ran away one Christmas eve…., Never to be seen again….., That’s why I miss my Christmas cat…., Lonely Christmas Cat…..! ! ! I leave food out every night….., Hoping that she’ll come back…., I […]

The Female Vagrant

The Seven Sisters

SEVEN Daughter had Lord Archibald, All children of one mother: You could not say in one short day What love they bore each other. A garland, of seven lilies, wrought! Seven sisters that together dwell; But he, bold Knight as ever fought, Their Father, took of them no thought, He loved the wars so well. […]

On Her First Ascent to Helvellyn

INMATE of a mountain-dwelling, Thou hast clomb aloft, and gazed From the watch-towers of Helvellyn; Awed, delighted, and amazed! Potent was the spell that bound thee Not unwilling to obey; For blue Ether’s arms, flung round thee, Stilled the pantings of dismay. Lo! the dwindled woods and meadows; What a vast abyss is there! Lo! […]

Young England – What is Then Become of Old

Young England – what is then become of Old Of dear Old England? Think they she is dead, Dead to the very name? Presumption fed On empty air! That name will keep its hold In the true filial bosom’s inmost fold For ever. The Spirit of Alfred, at the head Of all who for her […]

To The Cuckoo

O BLITHE New-comer! I have heard, I hear thee and rejoice. O Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird, Or but a wandering Voice? While I am lying on the grass Thy twofold shout I hear, From hill to hill it seems to pass, At once far off, and near. Though babbling only to the Vale, […]

To A Butterfly

STAY near me–do not take thy flight! A little longer stay in sight! Much converse do I find in thee, Historian of my infancy! Float near me; do not yet depart! Dead times revive in thee: Thou bring’st, gay creature as thou art! A solemn image to my heart, My father’s family! Oh! pleasant, pleasant […]

The Simplon Pass

Brook and road Were fellow-travellers in this gloomy Pass, And with them did we journey several hours At a slow step. The immeasurable height Of woods decaying, never to be decayed, The stationary blasts of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent, at every turn, Winds thwarting winds bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the […]


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