Webster Poems - Poems about Webster

John Webster of Holborn town a playwright of renown Best known for. ' Duchess of Malfi &a poet he also was to be...

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Listen to the roar of the noble beast, The King needs no introduction. Whether lazing about or hunting a feast, He puts on quite a production! His thunderous roar is his lion’s song, He is Lord of the African Plaines. Clever, handsome, sleek, and strong, You know him by reputation and name. He sports a great mane, his most prominent feature, And he wears...

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When I was a little boy, I brooded day-to-day Ever since I found out I had my native tongue violently taken away Swore in my heart, I would make my own language — words only I knew the meaning of Take the opaque warrior’s vocal signs, and put an X for unknown at the bend of the translation dead end Smiley slave pretzel...

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Long soul shaking melancholic howl Breaks up the night Even the bravest hunter If smart will cower in fright As the full or bloodshot moon sets The yellow eyes pierce through the soul His visage seems to be from dark side of that very moon that sets The werewolf goes on the hunt sole The men try to trap it underneath...

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Eye reckon Noah Webster thought he'd concocted thee perfect dictionary! Aye'm hear two tell ewe it ain't perfect and four a reference eye'd bee vary wary! Yew see, there is one 'mistake' and one 'error' listed under 'M' and 'E'! Their ain't know gittin' around them fax and aye think ewe will...

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