Richard Harris Barham
Richard Harris Barham Poems
|3.||The Hand Of Glory, : The Nurse's Story||1/1/2004|
|4.||Execution, The : A Sporting Anecdote Hon. Mr. Sucklethumbkin's Story||1/1/2004|
|5.||A Lay Of St. Nicholas||1/1/2004|
|8.||Ode On A Nearer Prospect Of Summer Hill||1/1/2004|
|10.||Some Account Of A New Play||1/1/2004|
|11.||Mr. Barney Maguire's Account Of The Coronation||1/1/2004|
|12.||A Lay Of St. Gengulphus||1/1/2004|
|13.||The Two Mp's||1/1/2004|
|14.||The Lay Of St. Odille||1/1/2004|
|15.||Jackaw Of Rheims, The||12/31/2002|
|16.||'Look At The Clock!' : Patty Morgan The Milkmaid's Story||1/1/2004|
|19.||The Bagman's Dog, : Mr. Peters's Story||1/1/2004|
|20.||The Jackaw Of Rheims||5/8/2001|
|21.||The Merchant Of Venice,: A Legend Of Italy||1/1/2004|
|22.||The Witch's Frolic||1/1/2004|
The Witch's Frolic
[Scene, the 'Snuggery' at Tappington.-- Grandpapa in a high-backed cane-bottomed elbow-chair of carved walnut-tree, dozing; his nose at an angle of forty-five degrees,--his thumbs slowly perform the rotatory motion described by lexicographers as 'twiddling.'--The 'Hope of the family' astride on a walking-stick, with burnt-cork mustachios, and a pheasant's tail pinned in his cap, solaceth himself with martial music.-- Roused by a strain of surpassing dissonance, Grandpapa Loquitur. ]
Come hither, come hither, my little boy Ned!
Come hither unto my knee--
I cannot away with that ...
The Lay Of St. Odille
Odille was a maid of a dignified race;
Her father, Count Otto, was lord of Alsace;
Such an air, such a grace,
Such a form, such a face,
All agreed 'twere a fruitless endeavour to trace
In the Court, or within fifty miles of the place.
Many ladies in Strasburg were beautiful, still
They were beat all to sticks by the lovely Odille.