Farewell Old War Horse (Anonymous Oceania Poems)
The struggle for freedom has ended they say,The days of fatigue and Remorse,But our hearts one and all are in ...
The struggle for freedom has ended they say,The days of fatigue and Remorse,But our hearts one and all are in ...
The Antiseptic Baby and the Prophylactic Pup Were playing in the garden when the Bunny gamboled up; They looked upon ...
Droppin' down to Rio on a buckin' wooden tramp;Takin' water for'r'd till her rotten planks were damp;Pitchin' like a bronco ...
WHEN we on simple rations sup How easy is the washing up! But heavy feeding complicates The task by soiling ...
Catlle are walkin' along in the snow.Riders beside 'em are travellin' slow.No need to hurry, no time for speed.Takin' their ...
Oracle of the market! thence you drewThe taste which stamped you guide of the inept. -A North-sea pilot, Hildebrand yclept,A ...
When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East 'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast, ...
"Where have you been this while away, Johnnie, Johnnie?" 'Long with the rest on a picnic lay, Johnnie, my Johnnie, ...
I went into a public-'ouse to get a pint o' beer, The publican 'e up an' sez, "We serve no ...
We're marchin' on relief over Injia's sunny plains, A little front o' Christmas-time an' just be'ind the Rains; Ho! get ...
1901 ". . . and will supply details to guard the Blood River Bridge." District Orders-Lines of Communication, South African ...
The three stood listening to a fresh access Of wind that caught against the house a moment, Gulped snow, and ...
When Sam Small retired from the Army He'd a pension of ninepence a day, And seven pounds fourteen and twopence ...
The Bellman's Speech The Bellman himself they all praised to the skies-- Such a carriage, such ease and such grace! ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
AMONGST THE HIGHLY PLACED It is considered low to talk about food. The fact is: they have Already eaten. The ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
I have not brought my Odyssey With me here across the sea; But you'll remember, when I say How, when ...
Trudging by Corbie Ridge one winter's night, (Unless old hearsay memories tricked his sight) Along the pallid edge of the ...
Ye landsmen all attend my verse, and I'll tell to ye a tale Concerning the barque "Wm. Paterson" that was ...
My banks are all furnished with rags, So thick, even Freddy can't thin 'em; I've torn up my old money-bags, ...
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