The City Bushman (Henry Lawson Poem)
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
'Twas in the prime of summer-time An evening calm and cool, And four-and-twenty happy boys Came bounding out of school: ...
WAKEN not Amor from sleep! The beauteous urchin still slumbers; Go, and complete thou the task, that to the day ...
Whole complete worlds unaware of my own oblivious to my presence, unless I block the light living, between the tides, ...
Smooth glass, clear, or in the prism's spectrum Cool of polished marble in Washington's monuments smooth of a baby's skin, ...
I'M now disposed to give a pretty tale; Love laughs at what I've sworn and will prevail; Men, gods, and ...
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
DAN CUPID, though the god of soft amour, In ev'ry age works miracles a store; Can Catos change to male ...
Abraham to kill him -- Was distinctly told -- Isaac was an Urchin -- Abraham was old -- Not a ...
'Tis One by One -- the Father counts -- And then a Tract between Set Cypherless -- to teach the ...
There's an infinity of wisdom in your smile that would deny the winsome wit that lies at back of it; ...
My impoverished muse, alas! What have you for me this morning? Your empty eyes are stocked with nocturnal visions, In ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
You are a friend then, as I make it out, Of our man Shakespeare, who alone of us Will put ...
I. Ah! wherefore by the Church-yard side, Poor little LORN ONE, dost thou stray? Thy wavy locks but thinly hide ...
Awake, of Muse, the echoes of a day Long past, the ghosts of mem'ries manifold -- Youth's memories that once ...
"Here we dwell, in holiest bowers, Where angels of light o'er our orisans bend; Where sighs of devotion and breathings ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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