In After Days (George Frederick Cameron Poems)
I WILL accomplish that and this, And make myself a thorn to Things- Lords, councillors and tyrant kings-Who sit upon ...
I WILL accomplish that and this, And make myself a thorn to Things- Lords, councillors and tyrant kings-Who sit upon ...
"The backbone of the country and the salt of all the earth" -- That was ...
He is marching dusty highways and he's riding bitter trails,His eyes are clear and shining and his muscles hard as ...
I am the unnoticed, the unnoticable man: The man who sat on your right in the morning train:The man who ...
A handsome young airman lay dying,And as on the aerodrome he lay,To the mechanics who round him came sighing,These last ...
Cut yer name across me backboneStretch me skin across a drumIron me up to Pinchgut IslandFrom today till Kingdon Come!I ...
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
The 'eathen in 'is blindness bows down to wood an' stone; 'E don't obey no orders unless they is 'is ...
Four books of sheep, timid, unsure followers fearful and obtuse about the incredible journey their role, these fishers of men ...
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
O SWARMING city, city full of dreams, Where in a full day the spectre walks and speaks; Mighty colossus, in ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
he came to the door one night wet thin beaten and terrorized a white cross-eyed tailless cat I took him ...
I am the unnoticed, the unnoticable man: The man who sat on your right in the morning train: The man ...
Conscience is instinct bred in the house, Feeling and Thinking propagate the sin By an unnatural breeding in and in. ...
This is the desk I sit at and this is the desk where I love you too much and this ...
A New Version: 1980 What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Walt Whitman One Out ...
SLEEP is a maker of makers. Birds sleep. Feet cling to a perch. Look at the balance. Let the legs ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
My age, my beast, is there anyone Who can peer into your eyes And with his own blood fuse Two ...
Diplomacy is the art of letting someone else get your way. Life is not no much a matter of position ...
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