The Dons of Spain (Henry Lawson Poem)
The Eagle screams at the beck of trade, so Spain, as the world goes round, Must wrestle the right to ...
The Eagle screams at the beck of trade, so Spain, as the world goes round, Must wrestle the right to ...
1 They bade me cast the thing away, 2 They pointed to my hands all bleeding, 3 They listened not ...
Not the rich man in the story, whose name we do not know, it was the beggar who was named ...
They were acting, upon the promises the faithfulness of the covenant the actions of God Over the ages, the people ...
Standing in the court waiting for the hearing to begin happy smiles, assurance certainty of a better future The judge ...
She was next to me speaking with an air of confidence certainty beyond her years sudden surety of what she ...
At the end there were straws in her glove compartment, I'd split them open to taste the familiar bitter residue, ...
And now our government a bird with two right wings flies on from zone to zone while we go on ...
Travelling on the thumb, it wasn't hard to do, you took the rides that you could get with no regrets ...
There wasn't room for sympathy, the epicentre moved too rapidly for that and even when we knew the anger of ...
Is there anything which isn't made in China? The answer is. of course there is, the question was rhetorical, a ...
We were born of tea, our mum could drink fourteen cups a day, an awesome feat to try to rationalise, ...
No, she said, I never knew it was your first. It doesn't matter anyway. I always had an inkling that ...
Ronald Hi Khong Wong is gone, sadly he deceased the commencement of this week. It wasn't unexpected. He never contradicted ...
This morning was something. A little snow lay on the ground. The sun floated in a clear blue sky. The ...
The Landing "Just the place for a Snark!" the Bellman cried, As he landed his crew with care; Supporting each ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
Another time. It was still night. Water slid Silently on the black ground, And I knew that my only task ...
From the candles and dumb shadows, And the house where love had died, I stole to the vast moonlight And ...
Henry hates the world. What the world to Henry did will not bear thought. Feeling no pain, Henry stabbed his ...
the night I was going to die I was sweating on the bed and I could hear the crickets and ...
Something strange is creeping across me. La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars Of "I Thought about ...
When they taught me that what mattered most was not the strict iambic line goose-stepping over the page but the ...
Lilacs blossom just as sweet Now my heart is shattered. If I bowled it down the street, Who's to say ...
I The first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered. Grief ...
I had a little Sorrow, Born of a little Sin, I found a room all damp with gloom And shut ...
Dawn coming in over the fields of darkness takes me by surprise and I look up from my solitary road ...
Remember how unimportant they seemed, growing loosely in the open fields we crossed on the way to school. We would ...
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