Our Own Flag (A B Banjo Paterson Poems)
They mustered us up with a royal din,In wearisome weeks of drought.Ere ever half of the crops were in,Or the ...
They mustered us up with a royal din,In wearisome weeks of drought.Ere ever half of the crops were in,Or the ...
THERE is a time, when all the heart is dumb, Too tired for dread of ill, or hope of good; ...
Pain, pain exalts me Into consciousness:I am awake! My jangled anguish rivesEach tense quick nerve pricked by unnum-bered knives,My only ...
Delivered out of raw continual pain, smell of darkness, groans of those others to whom he was chained-- unchained, and ...
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
William, my teacher, my friend ! dear William and dear Dorothea ! Smooth out the folds of my letter, and ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
The Beaver's Lesson They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
We waited commonly for sleep or even death. The instances were wearisome as ages. But suddenly the wind's refreshing breath ...
S. Patrick. You who are bent, and bald, and blind, With a heavy heart and a wandering mind, Have known ...
I There was a roaring in the wind all night; The rain came heavily and fell in floods; But now ...
The morning sea of silence broke into ripples of bird songs; and the flowers were all merry by the roadside; ...
Between the wave-ridge and the strand I let you forth in sight of land, Songs that with storm-crossed wings and ...
Waiting for her in the usual bar He finds she's late again. Impatience frets at him, But not the fearful, ...
It came from the prison this morning, Close-twisted, neat-lettered, and flat; It lies the hall doorway adorning, A very good ...
Do you remember, O Delphic Apollo, The sunset hour by the river, when Mickey M'Grew Cried, "There's a ghost," and ...
Oh! think not my spirits are always as light, And as free from a pang as they seem to you ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
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