Richard Harris Barham
Richard Harris Barham Poems
|2.||The Hand Of Glory, : The Nurse's Story||1/1/2004|
|4.||A Lay Of St. Nicholas||1/1/2004|
|5.||Execution, The : A Sporting Anecdote Hon. Mr. Sucklethumbkin's Story||1/1/2004|
|8.||Some Account Of A New Play||1/1/2004|
|9.||A Lay Of St. Gengulphus||1/1/2004|
|10.||Mr. Barney Maguire's Account Of The Coronation||1/1/2004|
|11.||The Two Mp's||1/1/2004|
|12.||The Lay Of St. Odille||1/1/2004|
|13.||Jackaw Of Rheims, The||12/31/2002|
|14.||'Look At The Clock!' : Patty Morgan The Milkmaid's Story||1/1/2004|
|16.||The Bagman's Dog, : Mr. Peters's Story||1/1/2004|
|17.||Ode On A Nearer Prospect Of Summer Hill||1/1/2004|
|18.||The Merchant Of Venice,: A Legend Of Italy||1/1/2004|
|19.||The Jackaw Of Rheims||5/8/2001|
|21.||The Witch's Frolic||1/1/2004|
Comments about Richard Harris Barham
The Merchant Of Venice,: A Legend Of Italy
I believe there are few
But have heard of a Jew,
Named Shylock, of Venice, as arrant a 'screw'
In money transactions as ever you knew;
An exorbitant miser, who never yet lent
A ducat at less than three hundred per cent.,
Insomuch that the veriest spendthrift in Venice,
Who'd take no more care of his pounds than his pennies,
When press'd for a loan, at the very first sight
Of his terms, would back out, and take refuge in Flight.
It is not my purpose to pause and inquire
If he might not, in managing thus to retire,
Jump out of the frying-pan into ...
Poor Tray charmant!
Poor Tray de mon Ami!
-- Dog-bury, and Vergers.
Oh! where shall I bury my poor dog Tray,
Now his fleeting breath has pass'd away?
Seventeen years, I can venture to say,
Have I seen him gambol, and frolic, and play,