Poems by Wright Elizur
The Animals Sick of the Plague
... of rope and death sublime, For that offence, were all too tame! And soon poor Grizzle felt the same ...
The Frog that wishes to be as Big as the Ox
... and pains, She stretches, swells, and strains, And says, Sir Frog, look here! see me! Is this enough ...
The Lark and Her Young Ones with the Owner of a Field
... ends a call To bring their sickles all, And help us, great and small, To-morrow, at the break of day ...
The Raven and the Fox
... ck and glossy, on my word, sir,With voice to match, you were a bird, sir,Well fit to be the Ph&oelig ...
The Two Doves
... y wither'd heart but dare To kindle for the bright and good, Should not I find the charm still there ...
The Wolf and the Lamb
... -- Bore off the lambkin to the wood,And there, without a jury,Judged, slew, and ate her in his fury ...
