The Sun-Dial (Henry Austin Dobson Poems)
'Tis an old dial, dark with many a stain; In summer crowned with drifting orchard bloom,Tricked in the autumn with the ...
'Tis an old dial, dark with many a stain; In summer crowned with drifting orchard bloom,Tricked in the autumn with the ...
I peeled bits of straws and I got switches tooFrom the grey peeling willow as idlers do,And I switched at ...
1I want to serve youOn an equal footing with others;From jealousy, to tell your fortuneWith dry lips. The word does ...
1I want to serve youOn an equal footing with others;From jealousy, to tell your fortuneWith dry lips. The word does ...
It knocks me can in, this ere game uv life, A bloke gets born, grows up, looks round fer ...
WHEN I went into my room, at mid-morning,Say ten o'clock . . .My room, a crash-box over that great stone ...
I'm a lover of night-life in LondonWhen I start I can go pretty fastI've blotted me copy book I must ...
There was a little comet who lived near the Milky Way!She loved to wander out at night and jump about ...
From what sad star I know not, but I found Myself new-born below the coppice rail, ...
My desk is not so wide that I might leanAgainst the edge and reach out past the shellOf board and ...
Crossing the frontier they were stopped in time, Told, quite politely, they would have to wait: Passports in order, nothing ...
against their beliefs a blue spot came slowly out of the green nobody expected such a thing to occur on ...
Have you switched to Beta yet? It's an even bet that if you have you quite regret your impulse to ...
Phone for the fish knives, Norman As cook is a little unnerved; You kiddies have crumpled the serviettes And I ...
I have braved, for want of wild beasts, steel cages, carved my term and nickname on bunks and rafters, lived ...
It was the steamer Alice May that sailed the Yukon foam. And touched in every river camp from Dawson down ...
I opened wide the bath-room door, And all at once switched on the light, When moving swift across the floor ...
KEEP a red heart of memories Under the great gray rain sheds of the sky, Under the open sun and ...
How this tart fable instructs And mocks! Here's the parody of that moral mousetrap Set in the proverbs stitched on ...
Rain filled the streets once a year, rising almost to door and window sills, battering walls and roofs until it ...
Shake out my pockets! Harken to the call Of that calm voice that makes no sound at all! Take of ...
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