Poetry Of The People, Ballads Lays Of Heroism and National Songs, Poems Illustrative of the History of England, Scotland, and America 1903
 
Because you passed, and now are no-
Because in some remoter day
Your sacred dust from doubtful spot
Was blown of ancient airs away,-
Because you perished - must men say
Your deeds were naught and so profane 
Your lives with that cold burden?   Nay,
The deeds you wrought are not in vain!
Excerpt from: A Ballad Of Heroes by Austin Dobson
 
"Drink to me only with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine
Or leave a kiss but in the cup
And I'll not look for wine…….."  Tell me you don't understand what I mean, and please let his accent be an Irish Brogue!
by: Ben Jonson
Measures: 7x5x1
Green tone on tone cloth binding, pages are yellow, but in excellent condition, spine is tight, minor tattering along edges.
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