Penniwit, the Artist

"Antonio loved the Lady Clare.         He caught her to him on the stair         And pressed her breasts and kissed her hair,         And dr"

"I am Minerva, the village poetess,         Hooted at, jeered at by the Yahoos of the street         For my heavy body, cock-eye, and rolling"

""I was walking by the river," Barrett said,         "When she arrived. I took her hand, no kiss,         A silence for some minutes as we wa"

"Well, Emily Sparks, your prayers were not wasted,         Your love was not all in vain.         I owe whatever I was in life         To yo"

"Here morning in the ploughman's songs is met     Ere yet one footstep shows in all the sky,     And twilight in the east, a doubt as yet,     S"

"The Text is taken from Percy's Reliques (1765), vol. i. p. 71, 'given from two MS. copies, transmitted from Scotland.' Herd had a very similar bal"