Victorians Poems - Poems about Victorians

...Dan was such an ardent fan of schwab and scoros With such evil plans, he toadied up this man from Wang' As we call Wangeratta.) for he didn't give a damn' his pebble specs were Focused on, the den......

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...The great leaders of history give their name to the period The Victorians have a story carved out to their merit. Survival isn’t a given, success is of living, processes stay driven pro......

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...The Victorians knew how to keep the odd keepsake, locks of hair, dried blooms, death masks. Flowers and Jewels, all had symbolic meaning. Butterflies and all manner of dead bugs were curated, p......

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...Emily Bronte makes her mark speaking of the sweet bluebell in its power shows its blossom one can't help but go and tell Springtime in the UK brings them out the bluebell has a lovely scent w......

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...I’ll never forget what’s her name; That teacher who bored us to tears Whose voice seemed to drone on and on And lessons appeared to last years. Her minuscule lacklustre eyes Peered over a spec......

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...skinny island rump highway seas churning the horizon under turbulent skies entity England migration waves still grounding along the continental shelf monarchs, priests and lords relaun......

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...The grand, half-ruined Parthenon, once a sublime, Doric grace, Even now, in broken, stone blocks, always takes my breath away. The rich, classical detail, fluted columns without plinths, to ima......

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...The greatest loves and stories are soon lost without a brilliant pen to write the plays and trace romantic tears and evil thoughts that carry through the years until today. When first the Bard qu......

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...Two victorians chairs who belonged to a mature couple Stand prominently in an auction, waiting to be bought By a new owner who appreciates their exquisite history That started more than five deca......

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...This song; For you It goes back to time Of ages compacted with lime Something like; Aiming an arrow to the pupil of the bull’s eye Or poaching the miniscule creatures above It wa......

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...Returning unto the college campus and our exclusive Sororities House... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Passing a few of the beautifu......

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...I walk these streets I have come to know Eerily silent Covered in snow. The stars are hidden The moon shines bright I could not sleep On this cold night. I stride past the tavern That se......

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...High Collared, face powdered nose held high above Anybody else Up-righteous flag waving bible bangers Living in shadows, ignoring Urban decay, misshapen society Talking about life in whispers ......

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