Poems about bosh (18 Poems)
Mother’s Birthday Review (Juliana Horatia Ewing Poems)
Brother Bill.To have a good birthday for a grown-up person is very difficult indeed;We don’t give it up, for Mother says the harder things are, the harder you must try till you succeed.Still, our birthdays are different; we want so … Continue reading
Report On Tait’s Lecture On Force (James Clerk Maxwell Poems)
Ye British Asses, who expect to hearEver some new thing,I’ve nothing new to tell, but what, I fear,May be a true thing.For Taft comes with his plummet and his line,Quick to detect yourOld bosh new dressed in what you call … Continue reading
America In 1863: Her “Voice Is Still For War” (Janet Hamilton Poems)
Still beyond the wild AtlanticWeeping Peace, dishevelled, frantic,Shrieking, flies from shore to shore,Hearing still the cannons roar—Seeing through the skies afarThe deadly bomb’s red trailing star,Thundering volleys, sabres gleaming,Kindred blood in torrents streaming.Onward still, her white feet plashingDeep in blood, … Continue reading
Rhymes For The Times: II: 1865 (Janet Hamilton Poems)
Juist noo there are mony wha rin to an’ fro,An’ knowledge increases, abune an’ below;The yird’s like a riddle, pits, tunnels, an’ bores,Whaur bodies, like mowdies, by hunners an’ scores,Are houkin’, an’ holin’, an’ blastin’ the rocks;An’ droonin’s an’ burnin’s, … Continue reading
Hippodromani (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
Part IVisions in the SmokeRest, and be thankful! On the verge Of the tall cliff rugged and grey,But whose granite base the breakers surge, And shiver their frothy spray,Outstretched, I gaze on the eddying wreath That gathers and flits away,With … Continue reading
The Stones of Gosh (C J Dennis Poems)
Now, here is a tale of the Glugs of Gosh, In the end of the year umteen;Of the Glugs of Gosh and their great King Splosh, And Tush, his virtuous Queen.And here is a tale of the Oglike Ogs, In … Continue reading
The Claim Jumper (Edwin Ford Piper Poems)
“I – At Her Dugout Because it’s cut in the canyon bank, you looked For a rabbit hole with a window and a door? Come in; the supper’s on the stove. You see Rag carpet, bright cretonne for the shelves. … Continue reading
The Swanks of Gosh (C J Dennis Poems)
Come mourn with me for the land of Gosh, Oh, weep with me for the luckless GlugsOf the land of Gosh, where the sad seas washThe patient shores, and the great King Splosh His sodden sorrow hugs;Where … Continue reading
A Few Remarks on Goats, Asses and the Dead Hand (C J Dennis Poems)
I don’t mind kings and dukes and things; I don’t mind wigs or maces;I don’t mind crowns or robes or gowns Or ruffles, swords or laces -But what I do object to, and some others more than I,Are the mad … Continue reading
A Ballad of Freedom (C J Dennis Poems)
Now Mr. Jeremiah BaneHe owned a warehouse in The Lane,An edifice of goodly size,Where, with keen private enterprise, He sold imported napery And drapery – and drapery.His singlets and his socks were sentOut over half the continent; In clothing for … Continue reading