Where The Dead Men Lie (Barcroft Henry Boake Poems)
Out on the wastes of the Never Never -That's where the dead men lie!There where the heat-waves dance forever -That's ...
Out on the wastes of the Never Never -That's where the dead men lie!There where the heat-waves dance forever -That's ...
Listening (said the old, grey Digger) . . . With my finger on the trigger I was listening in the ...
Veil-like and beautifulGathered the dutiful Mist in the night,True to the messaging,Dreamful and presaging Vapour and light.Ghostly and ...
They wait, the forest monarchs tall,In naked beauty on the hills,Until the snows of Winter fall,And icy arms embrace the ...
I'm only a boy, but before me lie Life's paths untrod, and a sunny sky Bends o'er the paths, and ...
"I WILL rise, I will go from the places that are dark with passion and pain, ...
Then former stars were faint and signs were fled. Dawn flamed and sleepers roused: you saw men's souls ...
Strain them, O winds, the sails of the years, Outspread on the mystic sea;Faster and faster, for laughter or tears, ...
Beyond the woodland's shading, Beyond the sun-kissed field,Where laughs in joy unfading The garden of the weald,Look southward where uplifted ...
Full-ripened on the bough,Pends the bright apple now,And the lees fall from out the unclouded wine.These memories that returnPour from ...
THROUGH dreamful meads, that still his spirit keep, Roamed the boy-poet, when the morn was young, And listened while the ...
My love is the flame of an unfading autumn,It is the flare of unconsuming leavesIn an ecstasy of halcyonian space ...
WE cannot know the child's deep heart,We cannot learn his grief;Though childhood still is dear to man,And the spent time ...
TO thirst with sacred longings,And find the springs all dry,And in my flower to fade, - not thisThe grief for ...
I BIRTHDAY VERSES Dear Aldrich, now November's mellow days Have brought another Festa round to you, You can't refuse a ...
I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my ...
a 1. Los smitten with astonishment Frightend at the hurtling bones 2. And at the surging sulphureous Perturbed Immortal mad ...
If I could clasp my little babe Upon my breast to-night, I would not mind the blowing wind That shrieketh ...
"Courage!" he said, and pointed toward the land, "This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon." In the afternoon they ...
Of garden truck he made his fare, As his bright eyes bore witness; Health was his habit and his care, ...
They say that Monte Carlo is A sunny place for shady people; But I'm not in the gambling biz, And ...
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