The Port O’Call (Henry Lawson Poems)
Our hull is seldom painted, Our decks are seldom stoned;Our sails are patched and cobbled And chains by rust marooned.Our rigging is ...
Our hull is seldom painted, Our decks are seldom stoned;Our sails are patched and cobbled And chains by rust marooned.Our rigging is ...
WHO presses on my knee this kindly pat,And with a merry archness in my faceLooks up?--a youngling of my own ...
Bless those little children That love to go to school;Blessed be the children That obey the golden rule.Children, love your parents, For they ...
God permit industrious angelsAfternoons to play.I met one, — forgot my school-mates,All, for him, straightaway.God calls home the angels promptlyAt ...
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