Oliver Wendell Holmes Now, by the blessed Paphian queen, Who heaves the breast of sweet sixteen; By every name I cut on bark Before my morning star grew dark; By Hymen's torch, by Cupid's dart, By all that thrills the beating heart; The bright black eye, the melting blue,-- I cannot choose between the two. I had a vision in my dreams;-- I saw a row of twenty beams; From every beam a rope was hung, In every rope a lover swung; I asked the hue of every eye That bade each luckless lover die; Ten shadowy lips said, heavenly blue, And ten accused the darker hue.
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through my house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. My apprentice, Mikey, was staying the night, And I put up with his crap, cause the kid is alright.
I had drank my last pot of coffee, and the kid had a Coke, caffeine keeping me awake is really a joke. When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I grabbed my. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow And the floor was colder than shit, like … 20 below! When, what to my frosted over eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.
With a little blue glittering driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be a freaking faery, well…shit. More rapid than unladen sparrows his coursers they came, And I leaned out the window and took careful aim! Now hitting a faery, can be harder than hell, So a paused for a moment before casting my spell.
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, My binding took his ass out as he flew through the sky. There was a small thump, I heard on the roof And the scrambling and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Through the bedroom door, Mikey came with a bound. And I thought about knocking his screaming ass out. His eyes-how they twinkled! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! Slipping down the stairs, with nary a sound, There was a tremor in the wards, so I began glancing around.
No one gets through the wards on my home, Not dragons, nor spirits or even a pissed off gnome! And there in my livingroom sat the tiny blue elf, And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
Cause Richard York, wizard vampire, had come to spread me some cheer, And was playing the pixie with a grin from ear to ear.Show your girl you love her with a love poems for her. Express your deep love to your lady with words of poetry.
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Birthday Poems for Girlfriend: Wish your girlfriend a happy birthday by writing a romantic poem on a greeting card for her. Use sweet quotes about love and some of the sweet memories that you have shared as boyfriend and girlfriend, to create a short rhyme that tenderly touches her heart.
"We are Seven" is a poem written by William Wordsworth and published in his Lyrical caninariojana.com describes a discussion between an adult poetic speaker and a "little cottage girl" about the number of brothers and sisters who dwell with her. Nov 10, · Volgio is the first person (present) of volere - to want.
Ti volgio bene = I really want you / I really love you. Note: This is what you'd say to a girlfriend/boyfriend/best friend, etc. This poem has really made me remember my true love.
I also said the exact same thing to him, but he never believed it. And I still don't know why.