Making Home (John O Brien Poems)
No, you don't quite get the meaning when the fun is at its heightWith the neighbours at the breakfast, and ...
No, you don't quite get the meaning when the fun is at its heightWith the neighbours at the breakfast, and ...
When I lived, many years ago, in Petersburg, every time I chanced to hire asledge, I used to get into ...
I know the Clyde in its summer prideAnd eke in its winter gloom;I know what it is to carry good ...
HERE lies the blithe Spring,Who first taught birds to sing,Yet in April herself fell a-crying:Then May growing hot,A sweating sickness ...
Sitteth by the red cairn a brown One, a hoofed One, High upon the mountain, where the grasses fail. Where ...
Sun Day is a simple child, Face new washed and shining;In the morning prim and mild - Church and ...
Crying, waiting, hoping you'll come backI just can't seem to get you off my mindCrying, waiting, hoping you'll come backYou're ...
There's a cry from out the loneliness -- oh, listen, Honey, listen! Do you hear it, do you fear it, ...
Oh, I'd been better dying, Oh, I was slow and sad; A fool I was, a-crying About a cruel lad! ...
A Story of Christmas Eve. Strange that the termagant winds should scold The Christmas Eve so bitterly! But Wife, and ...
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