Gambling Poems (51 Poems)
The Painter Of Florence (Ernest Jones Poems)
THERE’S a mansion old ‘mid the hills of the west,So old, that men know not by whom it was built;But its pinnacles grey thro’ the forest hoarHave glimmered a thousand years and more;And many a tale of sorrow and guiltWould … Continue reading
Book Contents: Moods Of Ginger Mick (C J Dennis Poems)
MOODS OF GINGER MICK This book was dedicated to “THE BOYS WHO TOOK THE COUNT” The image is the front cover of the 1918, Angus & Robertson edition though the poems are from … Continue reading
Woe! to the just occasion that compels (Christopher Anstey Poems)
PROLOGUE. Woe! to the just occasion that compels My verse to satire, when my soul rebels; Must I, unskill’d her angry bolts to fling, Or draw fell poison from th’ Aonian spring, Must I, alas! the cruel task sustain, To … Continue reading
The Battle Of The Wazzir (C J Dennis Poems)
If ole Pharaoh, King of Egyp’, ‘ad been gazin’ on the scene ‘E’d’ ave give the A.I.F. a narsty nameWhen they done their little best to scrub ‘is dirty Kingdom clean, An’ to shift ‘is ancient ‘eap uv sin an’ … Continue reading
‘A Gallant Gentleman’ (C J Dennis Poems)
A month ago the world grew grey fer me; A month ago the light went out fer Rose.To ‘er they broke it gentle as might be; But fer ‘is pal ‘twus one uv them swift blowsThat stops the ‘eart-beat; fer … Continue reading
Mar (C J Dennis Poems)
‘Er pore dear Par. she sez, “‘e kept a store”;An’ then she weeps an’ stares ‘ard at the floor. “‘Twas thro’ ‘is death,” she sez, “we wus rejuicedTo this,” she sez . . . An’ then she weeps some more. … Continue reading
Gamesters All (DuBose Heyward Poems)
The river boat had loitered down its way; The ropes were coiled, and business for the day Was done. The cruel noon closed down And cupped the town. Stray voices called across the blinding heat, … Continue reading
A Voice From The Bush (Anonymous Oceania Poems)
High noon, and not a cloud in the skyTo break this blinding sun.Well, I’ve half the day before me still,And most of my journey done.There’s little enough of shade to be got,But I’ll take what I can get,For I’m not … Continue reading
Beef Tea (C J Dennis Poems)
She never nagged; she never said no word; But sat an’ looked at me an’ never stirred. I could ‘a’ bluffed it out if she ‘ad been Fair narked, an’ let me ‘ave it wiv ‘er tongue; It silence … Continue reading
The Gambler (Billy Bennett Poems)
A gambler born was young BasilHis finances were all of a latherA wayward boy, but his mother’s joyAnd likewise, the son of his father. Some daring things he’d been known to doHe must have had nerves of ironOne Sundy he … Continue reading