The Cambaroora Star (Henry Lawson Poem)
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy ...
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy ...
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
IN that so temperate Soil Arcadia nam'd, For fertile Pasturage by Poets fam'd; Stands a steep Hill, whose lofty jetting ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Good and great God, can I not think of thee But it must straight my melancholy be? Is it interpreted ...
A delicate young Negro stands With the reins of a horse clutched loosely in his hands; So delicate, indeed, that ...
I hear an army charging upon the land, And the thunder of horses plunging, foam about their knees: Arrogant, in ...
Others, I am not the first, Have willed more mischief than they durst: If in the breathless night I too ...
NOT in the world of light alone, Where God has built his blazing throne, Nor yet alone in earth below, ...
The pockets of our greatcoats full of barley... No kitchens on the run, no striking camp... We moved quick and ...
My father worked with a horse-plough, His shoulders globed like a full sail strung Between the shafts and the furrow. ...
With short, sharp violent lights made vivid, To the southward far as the sight can roam, Only the swirl of ...
Now the storm begins to lower, (Haste, the loom of Hell prepares!) Iron-sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darkened ...
The Lord wanting offerings in our hearts Not in our gifts flowery rhetoric not in choice burnt offerings laid on ...
Hands behind little hands holding the reins of the harness the yoke of the draft horse pulling them around making ...
There in their presence Christ answering the charge boldly proclaiming his identity fulfilling all prophecy the Messiah in their midst ...
Since the Road of Life's so ill; I, to pass it, use this Skill, My frail Carriage driving home To ...
Lancaster bore him--such a little town, Such a great man. It doesn't see him often Of late years, though he ...
"OH, let's go up the hill and scare ourselves, As reckless as the best of them to-night, By setting fire ...
I let myself in at the kitchen door. "It's you," she said. "I can't get up. Forgive me Not answering ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
IT was a' for our rightfu' King We left fair Scotland's strand; It was a' for our rightfu' King We ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
Aug. 14. 1653. Upon The Words Of Chush The Benjamite Against Him. Lord my God to thee I flie Save ...
The room is full of you!-As I came in And closed the door behind me, all at once A something ...
"There where that ray touches the plain And the shadows escape as if they really ran, Warsaw stands, open from ...
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