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The London Flood James McIntyre	At London, where two branches join,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The London Lackpenny John Lydgate	To London once my steps I bent, Where truth in no wise should be faint; To Westminster-ward I forthwith went, To a man of Law to make...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Oldest Thing In London Cicely Fox Smith	A thousand landmarks perish, A hundred streets grow strange; With all the dreams they cherish They go the ways of change; But, whatso towers may...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Rush to London Henry Lawson	You’re off away to London now, Where no one dare ignore you, With Southern laurels on your brow, And all the world before...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Triumphs Of Philamore And Amoret. To The Noblest Of Our Youth And Best Of Friends, Charles Cotton, Esquire. Being At Berisford, At His House In Straffordshire. From London. A Poem Richard Lovelace	Sir, your sad absence I complain, as earth Her long-hid spring, that gave her verdures birth, Who now her cheerful aromatick head Shrinks in her cold...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The World’s Convention Of The Friends Of Emancipation, Held In London In 1840 John Greenleaf Whittier	YES, let them gather! Summon forth The pledged philanthropy of Earth. From every land, whose hills have heard The bugle blast of Freedom waking; Or...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wreck of the Steamer London William Topaz McGonagall	'Twas in the year of 1866, and on a very beautiful day, That eighty-two passengers, with spirits light and gay, Left Gravesend harbour, and sailed...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Dr. Austin, Of Cecil Street, London William Cowper	Austin, accept a grateful verse from me, The poet's treasure, no inglorious fee. Loved by the Muses, thy ingenuous mind Pleasing requital in my verse...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
to london's first £1000.00 owner Yukunno Ghirmay	would you do if your love of your life found red handed guilty of sparing you? saving you?! πππππππ reference author antonio munoz...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To the City of London William Dunbar	London, thou art of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To The Right Honourable John Barber, Esq; Lord Mayor Of London, On Committing One Of My Sons To His Care. Mary Barber	To the late King of Britain a Savage was brought, Which wild in the Woods of Germania was caught. This Present so princely was train'd up with Care;...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Trivia ; or, the Art of Walking the Streets of London : Book II. John Gay	Of Walking the Streets by...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Trivia ; or, the Art of Walking the Streets of London : Book III John Gay	Of Walking the Streets by...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Trivia; or the Art of Walking the Streets of London: Book I. John Gay	Of the Implements for Walking the Streets, and Signs of the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Trivia; or, the Art of Walking the Streets of London (excer John Gay	Thus far the Muse has trac'd in useful lays The proper implements for wintry ways; Has taught the walker, with judicious eyes, To read the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Verses Wrote on Her Death-Bed at Bath, to Her Husband in London Mary Monck	Thou, who dost all my worldly thoughts employ, Thou pleasing source of all my earthly joy: Thou tend'rest husband, and thou best of friends, To...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
West London Matthew Arnold	Crouch'd on the pavement close by Belgrave Square A tramp I saw, ill, moody, and tongue-tied; A babe was in her arms, and at her side A girl; their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
When London Calls Victor James Daley	When London calls aloud, Commanding to her Festival The gifted...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Written At Camberwell, Near London, In The Study Of Mr. Wainwright Mary Barber	Whilst happily I pass my Hours In Camberwell's delightful Bow'rs; From thence the beauteous Walks survey; Or thro' the fragrant Mazes stray; Or o'er...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Written in London. September, 1802 William Wordsworth	. O Friend! I know not which way I must look For comfort, being, as I am, opprest, To think that now our life is only drest For show;...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
[London, my beautiful] F. S. Flint	London, my beautiful, it is not the sunset nor the pale green sky shimmering through the curtain of the silver birch, nor the quietness; it is not...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
LONDON LABOUR PARTY (Definitive Final Version) Deek Robertson	A Scotch joke theory tested to compute By putting an Ape in shirt and grey suit Sporting a red tie, it’s cover complete Though shirt’s too tight...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)