In Kohln, a town of monks and bones,
And pavements fang’d with murderous stones
And rags, and hags, and hideous wenches;
I counted two and seventy stenches,
All well defined, and several stinks!
Ye Nymphs that reign o’er sewers and sinks,
The river Rhine, it is well known,
Doth wash your city of Cologne;
But tell me, Nymphs, what power divine
Shall henceforth wash the river Rhine?
End of the poem
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- “Veruca Salt…” by Roald Dahl
- Essay on Man poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Green Thumb by Philip Levine
- Who Says Words With My Mouth? by Rumi
- Владимир Маяковский – Товарищ Чичерин и тралеры отдает и прочее
- Song Of The Peri
- Superior by Rabindranath Tagore
- Иннокентий Анненский – Гораций
- The Twa Sisters poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Владимир Высоцкий – За окном только вьюга, смотри
- Владимир Корнилов – Стих стиху
- In The Foam. by Sidney Lanier
- A Thought by Robert Louis Stevenson
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 03 – part 05 by Torquato Tasso
- An Opera House poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
