Riddles in Rhyme. Selected from Those Contributed to Fulcher's 'Ladies' Poetical Miscellany'. Ed. by E.S. Fulcher

Riddles in Rhyme. Selected from Those Contributed to Fulcher's 'Ladies' Poetical Miscellany'. Ed. by E.S. Fulcher

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1862 edition. Excerpt: ...When William with his Norman band, Had conquer'd this unhappy land, My unresisting tribe were made The victims of a hot crusade. Yet some, to save them, nobly fled The soil whereon they had been bred--Content beneath some foreign sky, With them to live--with them to die! But whom the exterminating knife Could never quite deprive of life, --Whom Victors haughty and self-willed, Had often scotched out never killed, Light fashions and a poet's pen Have hanished from the haunts of men. My race proscrib'd, I seem to shun, With conscious shame the British sun. Or if my form sometimes is seen In dirty street or village green--'Tis iordid, foul, and with a face Expressive of the last disgrace. 195. Ladies, strange contrasts in my name you'll trace, Th' abode of misery--a narrow space Where vice and poverty hold equal sway--Cheered seldom by the sun's enliv'ning ray. Reverse the canvas--tread the spacious halls See art's proud triumphs on the pictured walls, See rank and chivalry by turns advance Eager to share their sov'reign's smiling glance--But yet once more--Astrsea, fabled maid, Her sceptre sways beneath my ample shade. 196. Three letters three rivers proclaim;--Three letters an ode give to fame;--Three letters an attribute name; Three letters a compliment claim. 197. A fickle thing of little worth, Or rather worthy never: A thought may bring me into birth; A word destroy for ever. Yet often am I bound so strong, No power can chaDge or bend rue; And I ve been known to last so long, Nothing but death could end me. I govern half the Kings and Queens Ordained to govern others. Women, --those fair and lovely things!--Yea;--and their noble brothers. From all the daily deeds that fill Life's page had 1 been banish'd, Full half the amount of good and ill.show more

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  • Paperback | 62 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 127g
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  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236522575
  • 9781236522573