The Lean, Brown Man (C J Dennis Poems)
There's a big, brown man in the hinterland Whom the nation had forgot;He's a stolid man and a patient man ...
There's a big, brown man in the hinterland Whom the nation had forgot;He's a stolid man and a patient man ...
Oh! Harp of Erin, what glamour gay,What dark despairing are in thy lay!What true love slighted thy sorrow swells,What proud ...
I think a great deal too much fussHas been aroused 'mid all of us About this crude economist John T.And ...
The snowy clouds, soft sleeping lambkins, lie Along the dark blue meadows of the sky, And the ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
We boast no more of our bloodless flag, that rose from a nation's slime; Better a shred of a deep-dyed ...
"Like clouds o'er the South are the nations who reign On fair islands that we would command; But clouds that ...
Sons of the South, awake! arise! Sons of the South, and do. Banish from under your bonny skies Those old-world ...
In the market-place of Bruges stands the belfry old and brown; Thrice consumed and thrice rebuilded, still it watches o'er ...
ACT I. SC. I Enter Teryth from riding, Winefred following. T. WHAT is it, Gwen, my girl? why do you ...
A hush is over all the teeming lists, And there is pause, a breath-space in the strife; A spirit brave ...
When I close my eyes I cannot reconstruct your face but the three-dimensional solidity or you bursts through the tissues ...
I'm buried now; I've done with life; I've done with hate, revenge and strife; I've done with joy, and hope ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
Things throng and laugh loud in the sky; the sands and dust dance and whirl like children. Man's mind is ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
Before those cruel twins whom at one birth Incestuous Change bore to her father Time, Error and Truth, had hunted ...
Longing for spiritual springs, I dragged myself through desert sands ... An angel with three pairs of wings Arrived to ...
To say that she came into me, from another world, is not true. Nothing comes into the universe and nothing ...
Through seas of dreams and seas of phantasies, Through seas of solitudes and vacancies, And through my Self, the deepest ...
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