Out Of The East (John Freeman Poems)
When man first walked upright and soberly Reflecting as he paced to and fro,And no more swinging from wide tree to ...
When man first walked upright and soberly Reflecting as he paced to and fro,And no more swinging from wide tree to ...
My friend has left me, he has gone away;Before his time-so long before-he went.Bright was the dawn of his unended ...
OVER the western sea, hither from Niphon come,Courteous, the swart-cheek'd two-sworded envoys,Leaning back in their open barouches, bare-headed, impassive,Ride to-day ...
WHEN I tell a tale of virtue and of injured innocence,Then my publishers and lawyers are the densest of the ...
WHO'LL WEAR the beaten colours-and cheer the beaten men?Who'll wear the beaten colours, till our time comes again?Where sullen crowds ...
At the foot of Mt. St. Leonard where in spring the wattles glow,Where the mountain-ash and messmate 'midst the densest ...
FRIEND, 'mid the complex and unnumbered creedsWhich meet and jostle on this mortal scene,And sometimes fight a l'outrance, I perceiveSome ...
On Tampa's hights gray rose the battlements:A summer's day had gone out in the west;The conflagration in the elementsWas ended, ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
OF our Amusements ask you?--We amuseOurselves and friends with seaside walks and views,Or take a morning ride, a novel, or ...
Ye who read in musty volumesPages worn of Backwoods Times,Of the red man and the white man,In the thrilling days ...
Exult for Te Kooti! Te Kooti the bold; So fierce in the onset, so dauntless of old, Whose might was ...
Thorny the ways that lead to Duty's shrine, Thro' grim ravines, o'er iron crags they pass, And sandy ...
When the pods went pop on the broom, green broom, And apples began to be golden-skinn'd, We harbour'd a stag ...
1 OVER the western sea, hither from Niphon come, Courteous, the swart-cheek'd two-sworded envoys, Leaning back in their open barouches, ...
Ye sons of Mars, come join with me, And sing in praise of Sir Herbert Stewart's little army, That made ...
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