Joseph (Isabel Ecclestone Mackay Poems)
NEVER in all her sweet and holy youthSeemed she so beautiful! The tired linesEtch her white face with look so ...
NEVER in all her sweet and holy youthSeemed she so beautiful! The tired linesEtch her white face with look so ...
I'VE done with joys an' misery, An' why should I repine?There's no one knows the past but me An' that ol' dog ...
By Chinese Charley's junk-store, by the Panama Saloon,Where 'longshore loafers lean and spit, at morning, night, and noon, —All among ...
O CHRIST, born on the holy day, I have no gift to give my King; No flowers grow ...
Greyer and older, still they stand Wearier, quieter, still they pray;Men who had offered their all to a land. And ...
In the moonless, misty night, with my little pipe alight, I am sitting by the camp-fire's fading cheer; Oh, the ...
Now Fireman Flynn met Hank the Finn where lights of Lust-land glow; "Let's leave," says he, "the lousy sea, and ...
He gives me such a bold and curious look, That young American across the way, As if he'd like to ...
Till midnight her needle she plied To finish her pretty pink dress; "Oh, bless you, my darling," she sighed; "I ...
Because my overcoat's in pawn, I choose to take my glass Within a little bistro on The rue du Montparnasse; ...
What time I paced, at pleasant morn, A deep and dewy wood, I heard a mellow hunting-horn Make dim report ...
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