Short Poems

I went to Noke
But nobody spoke;
I went to Thame,
It was just the same;
Burford and Brill
Were silent and still,
But I went to Beckley
And they spoke directly.

I went to Frankfort and got drunk
With that most learn'd professor, Brunck;
I went to Wortz and got more drunken
With that more learn'd professor, Ruhnken.

1. I to the hills will lift mine eyes, From whence doth come mine aid.
2. The Lord thee keeps; the Lord thy shade On thy right hand doth stay.
My safety cometh from the Lord, Who heaven and earth hath made.
The moon by night thee shall not smite, Nor yet the sun by day.
Thy foot he'll not let slide, nor will He slumber that thee keeps.
The Lord shall keep thy soul; he shall Preserve thee from all ill.
Behold, he that keeps Israel, He slumbers not, nor sleeps.
Henceforth thy going out and in God keep for ever will.

I TINK I hear my brudder say,
Call de nation great and small;
I lookee on de God's right hand
When de stars begin to fall.
Oh, what a mournin', sister, —
Oh, what a mournin', brudder, —
Oh, what a mournin',
When de stars begin to fall!

I SAW a sweet [and] silly sight,
A blissful bride, a blossom bright
That mourning made and mirth among.
A maiden mother, meek and mild,
In cradle kept a knavi child
That softly slept; she sat and sang.
" Lullay, lullow, lully, lullay, lully, lully, lully, lully, lully , Lullow, lully, lullay, baw, baw , My bairn, sleep softly now . "

I saw a stable, low and very bare,
A little child in a manger.
The oxen knew Him, had Him in their care,
To men He was a stranger.
The safety of the world was lying there,
And the world's danger.

I sail over the ocean blue,
I catch-a da plenty of feesh;
The rain come down like hell,
And the wind blow through my wheesk.
O Marian, my good compan,
O Viva le Garibaldi!
Viva, viva, viva l'Italiane!

I raised a great hullabaloo
When I found a large mouse in my stew,
Said the waiter, "Don't shout
And wave it about,
Or the rest will be wanting one, too!"

I ONCE HAD money and a friend;
Of either, thought I store.
I lent my money to my friend
And took his word therefor.
I sought my money from my friend,
Which I had wanted long.
I lost my money and my friend;
Now was that not a wrong?

I never set my two eyes on a head was so fine as your head, but I'd no way to be looking down into your heart.
It's for that I was tricked out and out — that was the thanks I got for being so steady in my love.
I tell you, if I could have laid my hands on the whole set of the stars, the moon and the sun along with it, by Christ I'd have given the lot to her. No place have I set eyes on the like of her; she's bad to her friends, and gay and playful with those she'd have a right to hate. I ask you can that behaviour have a good end come to it?