The Captain of the Push (Henry Lawson Poem)
As the night was falling slowly down on city, town and bush, From a slum in Jones's Alley sloped the ...
As the night was falling slowly down on city, town and bush, From a slum in Jones's Alley sloped the ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
The poet wishes well to the divine genius of Purcell and praises him that, whereas other musicians have given utterance ...
At your right, I sat with you, near you feeling your presence, your pain Labored breath fell to Slow, uneven ...
I'll tell you a seafaring story, Of a lad who won honour and fame Wi' Nelson at Battle 'Trafalgar, Joe ...
There's been a Death, in the Opposite House, As lately as Today -- I know it, by the numb look ...
He said that he had hurt himself on a wall or that he had fallen. But there was probably another ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Bells are booming down the bohreens, White the mist along the grass, Now the Julias, Maeves and Maureens Move between ...
In a flowered dell the Lady Venus stood, Amazed with sorrow. Down the morning one Far golden horn in the ...
In a flowered dell the Lady Venus stood, Amazed with sorrow. Down the morning one Far golden horn in the ...
The Russian grin bellows his condolence tó the family: ah but it's Kay, & Ted, & Chris & Anne, Henry ...
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
Cruising these residential Sunday streets in dry August sunlight: what offends us is the sanities: the houses in pedantic rows, ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
On the breakwater in the summer dark, a man and a girl are sitting, She across his knee and they ...
Good-by to you whom I shall see tomorrow, Next year and when I'm fifty; still good-by. This is the leave ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
Read by the poet at The Public Ceremonial of The Naional Institute of Arts and Letters at Carnegie Hall, New ...
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