The Man Who Raised Charlestown (Henry Lawson Poem)
They were hanging men in Buckland who would not cheer King George - The parson from his pulpit and the ...
They were hanging men in Buckland who would not cheer King George - The parson from his pulpit and the ...
On the shores of Gitche Gumee, Of the shining Big-Sea-Water, Stood Nokomis, the old woman, Pointing with her finger westward, ...
one morning the bone was there set in the centre of waste ground against the early morning sun the frost ...
The slow overture of rain, each drop breaking without breaking into the next, describes the unrelenting, syncopated mind. Not unlike ...
A Pindaric Ode Awake, Aeolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A ...
Processes of the land, of the water, the air of plants, of animals, of man natural processes, those of man, ...
Under General Greene, in South Carolina, who fell in the action of September 8, 1781 AT Eutaw Springs the valiant ...
We learn it in Retreating How vast an one Was recently among us -- A Perished Sun Endear in the ...
Escaping backward to perceive The Sea upon our place -- Escaping forward, to confront His glittering Embrace -- Retreating up, ...
Ah, Teneriffe! Retreating Mountain! Purples of Ages -- pause for you -- Sunset -- reviews her Sapphire Regiment -- Day ...
In a still room at hush of dawn, My Love and I lay side by side And heard the roaming ...
If dead, we cease to be ; if total gloom Swallow up life's brief flash for aye, we fare As ...
And what is Life? An hour-glass on the run, A mist retreating from the morning sun, A busy, bustling, still-repeated ...
I said goodbye to Beale Street one year, eyes hurting from the painful contrast of stark white on black - ...
(France -- Ancient Regime.) I. Go away! Go away; I will not confess to you! His black biretta clings like ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
The wondrous moment of our meeting... I well remember you appear Before me like a vision fleeting, A beauty's angel ...
The wondrous moment of our meeting... Still I remember you appear Before me like a vision fleeting, A beauty's angel ...
The wondrous moment of our meeting... Still I remember you appear Before me like a vision fleeting, A beauty's angel ...
Sure, deck your limbs in pants, Yours are the limbs, my sweeting. You look divine as you advance . . ...
It seemed that out of the battle I escaped Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped Through granites which ...
It was on the 21st of March in the year of 1801, The British were at their posts every man; ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
She is large and matronly And rather dirty, A little sardonic-looking, as if domesticity had driven her to it. Though ...
I asked the old Negro, "What is that bird that sings so well?" He answered: "That is the Rachel-Jane." "Hasn't ...
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