George Arnold ( 10 of 11 )
'Twas a jolly old pedagogue, long ago,
Tall and slender, and sallow and dry;
His form was read more
'Twas a jolly old pedagogue, long ago,
Tall and slender, and sallow and dry;
His form was bent, and his gait was slow,
His long thin hair was white as snow,
But a wonderful twinkle shone in his eye.
And he sang every night as he went to bed,
"Let us be happy down here below:
The living should live, though the dead be dead."
Said the jolly old pedagogue long ago.
And he sang every night as he went to bed. 'Let us be happy down here below: the living should read more
And he sang every night as he went to bed. 'Let us be happy down here below: the living should live, though the dead be dead.' Said the jolly old pedagogue long ago.
Poetry is simply the most beautiful, impressive and widely effective mode of saying things, and hence their importance.
Poetry is simply the most beautiful, impressive and widely effective mode of saying things, and hence their importance.
But leave me to my beer! Gold is dross, love is loss, so if I gulp my sorrows down, or read more
But leave me to my beer! Gold is dross, love is loss, so if I gulp my sorrows down, or see them drown in foamy draughts of old nut-brown, then I do wear the crown, without the cross!
The living need charity more than the dead.
The living need charity more than the dead.
Learn while you're young', he often said, 'there is much to enjoy, down here below, life for the living, and read more
Learn while you're young', he often said, 'there is much to enjoy, down here below, life for the living, and rest for the dead!'
Here
With my beer
I sit,
While golden moments flit:
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Here
With my beer
I sit,
While golden moments flit:
Alas!
They pass
Unheeded by:
And as they fly,
I,
Being dry,
Sit, idly sipping here
My beer.
Learn while you're young', he often said, 'there is much to enjoy, down here below, life for the living, and read more
Learn while you're young', he often said, 'there is much to enjoy, down here below, life for the living, and rest for the dead!
Here with my beer I sit, while golden moments flit: alas! They pass unheeded by: and as they fly, I, read more
Here with my beer I sit, while golden moments flit: alas! They pass unheeded by: and as they fly, I, being dry, sit idly sipping here, my beer.
The living need more charity than the dead
The living need more charity than the dead