Poems by William Cosmo Monkhouse
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Limerick: There was a Young Lady of Niger
... And the smile on the face of the tiger ...
De Libris
... With Laws of Whist and those of Libel, ...
The Wake Of Tim O'Hara
... For a dirty low thief from the North came near, &emsp ...
On A Young Poetesss Grave
... Though the letters lookd great and golden, &emsp ...
We Are Children
... Frighted at our own shades! Heaven send us grace! &emsp ...
A Song Of The Seasons
... There's hunting for the young ones ...
The Summer Pool
... Into a nook, Screend by thick foliage of oak and beech, &emsp ...
The Spectrum
... If red can glide to yellow, green to blue, &emsp ...
Limerick: There Once Was a Girl of Lahore
... She had to sit down on the floor ...
Limerick: There Once Was an Old Man of Lyme
... Who married three wives at a time, ...
The Dream Of The World Without Death
... And utterd a sharp cry, and twitterd and twitterd, &emsp ...
The Christ upon the Hill
... They wrapped Him round with blankets warm, ...
Spring Song In The City
... Underneath, thro the green haze, &emsp ...
Limerick: There Was a Young Lady Named Laura
... And notes of the fauna and flora ...
To A New-Born Child
... And have you come from Heaven to earth ...
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