Cromwell (Henry Lawson Poems)
They took dead Cromwell from his grave, And stuck his head on high;The Merry Monarch and his men, They laughed as they ...
They took dead Cromwell from his grave, And stuck his head on high;The Merry Monarch and his men, They laughed as they ...
Nah chaps, pray dooant think it's a sarmon awm praichin, If aw tell yo some nooations at's entered mi pate;For ther's ...
With some pot-fury, ravish'd from their wit, They sit and muse on some no-vulgar writ: As frozen dunghills in a winter's morn, That ...
With some pot-fury, ravish'd from their wit,They sit and muse on some no-vulgar writ:As frozen dunghills in a winter's morn,That ...
Oaks multiplied apace, and o'er the seas Big rumors went in many a winding ring; And stories fabulous on every breeze Swept to ...
Through female subtlety intense,Or the good luck of innocence,Or both, my Wife, with whom I planTo pass calm evenings when ...
I am a gentle Anarchist,I couldn't kick a dog,Nor ever would for sport assistTo pelt the helpless frog.I'd shoot a ...
Kentish Sir Byng stood for his King,Bidding the crop-headed Parliament swing:And, pressing a troop unable to stoopAnd see the rogues ...
I"How can I tell," Sir Edmund said, "Who has the right or the wrong o' this thing? Cromwell stands for the people's ...
To the memory of Frank Littlehanged at MidnightI Six men drove up to his house at midnight, and woke the ...
I niver heerd its name; we call it just "Our beck." Mebbe, there's bigger streams down Ripon way; ...
By the fond Counsel of my Friends misled I banish'd Love out of my Breast; Now surely I shall be ...
Ned Kelly was a gentleman:Many hardships did he endure.He battled to deprive the richThen gave it to the poor.But his ...
This ten-year Parliament that sprang, they say,From far-off causes and a different day,This jaded, old, unrepresenting 'rump',That has no destination ...
Man, is the Sea your master? Sea, and is man your slave? - This is the song of brave men ...
What is it with Hezbollah representing barely 15% of the Lebanese Parliament living outside the government immersed in an undeclared ...
In the city set upon slime and loam They cry in their parliament 'Who goes home?' And there comes no ...
Kentish Sir Byng stood for his King, Bidding the crop-headed Parliament swing: And, pressing a troop unable to stoop And ...
WHOM will you send to London town, To Parliament and a' that? Or wha in a' the country round The ...
My dear Antenor now give o're, For my sake talk of Graves no more; Death is not in our power ...
Daughter to that good Earl, one President Of England's Council and her Treasury, Who lived in both unstained with gold ...
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