The Song That Men Should Sing (James Alexander Kenneth Mackay Poems)
The cohorts who fought when the world was youngHave their blood-red legends told,For a hundred poets have bravely sungThe deeds ...
The cohorts who fought when the world was youngHave their blood-red legends told,For a hundred poets have bravely sungThe deeds ...
THERE'S a mansion old 'mid the hills of the west,So old, that men know not by whom it was built;But ...
IThe sister Hours in circles linked,Daughters of men, of men the mates,Are gone on flow with the day that winked,With ...
THE BROTHERS.Than old George Fletcher, on the British coastDwelt not a seaman who had more to boast:Kind, simple and sincere--he ...
IOne fairest of the ripe unwedded leftHer shadow on the Sage's path; he found,By common signs, that she had done ...
The Lady Lorraine was sweet and fair; The Lady Lorraine was young; She had wonderful eyes and glorious hair, And ...
It is written: On the road between Jerusalem of oldAnd Jericho, a certain man was plundered of his gold.For he ...
The day was still, the sun's bright glare Fell sheer upon the Temple's beauteous wall Withered by tropic heat, the ...
With a sprig in my beak, I repeatedly seek For a spot where a poor bird may rest,While tumultuous man ...
Death, from thy rigour a voice appealed,And men still hear what the sweet cry saith,Crying aloud in thine ears fast ...
As clear on my mind are graven As the carving upon a shield The poppies at Monasteraven, And ...
You don't love me... I have never appealed to you...Was never your type...And my hard eyes annoy you, my darling...I'm ...
I "Soul! Shall I see thy face," she said, "In one brief hour? And away with thee from a loveless ...
The Birds reported from the South -- A News express to Me -- A spicy Charge, My little Posts -- ...
Once a man clambering to the housetops Appealed to the heavens. With strong voice he called to the deaf spheres; ...
Next to him the eldest daughter: She suggested very little Only asked if he would take her With her look ...
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
It is full summer now, the heart of June; Not yet the sunburnt reapers are astir Upon the upland meadow ...
Death, from thy rigour a voice appealed, And men still hear what the sweet cry saith, Crying aloud in thine ...
I wooed her with a steeplechase, I won her with a fall, I made her heartstrings quiver on the flat ...
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