Come little cottage girl, you seem to want my cup of tea; and will you take a little cream? Now tell the truth to me! — Barry Pain Copy Share Image
The cozy fire is bright and gay, The merry kettle boils away and hums a cheerful song. I sing the saucer and the cup; Pray, Mary, fill the teapot up, And do not make it strong — Barry Pain Copy Share Image
“Outside everything was uncannily visible in the light of the full moon, but here in the dark shaded alleys the night was conscious of… — Barry Pain Copy Share Image
“He was so disrespectful that it was believed that he spoke truth. ("The Undying Thing")” — Barry Pain Copy Share Image
Come little cottage girl, you seem to want my cup of tea; and will you take a little cream? Now tell the truth to… — Barry Pain Copy Share Image
“Perhaps the prayer that is offered when the time for praying is over is more terribly pathetic than any other. Yet one might hesitate… — Barry Pain Copy Share Image
“In her fantastic mood she stretched her soft, clasped hands upward toward the moon. 'Sweet moon,' she said in a kind of mock prayer,… — Barry Pain Copy Share Image
“Anyone can prove anything except that anything's worth proving. ("The Undying Thing")” — Barry Pain Copy Share Image
The cozy fire is bright and gay, The merry kettle boils away and hums a cheerful song. I sing the saucer and the cup;… — Barry Pain Copy Share Image
“The baronet, in his old age, had been cast up by his vices on the shores of melancholy; heavy-eyed, grey-haired, bent, he seemed to… — Barry Pain Copy Share Image
“The months passed away. Slowly a great fear came over Viola, a fear that would hardly ever leave her. For every month at the… — Barry Pain Copy Share Image
