Mostly Slavonic (Henry Lawson Poems)
I.-Peter MichaelovIt was Peter the Barbarian put an apron in his bagAnd rolled up the honoured bundle that Australians call ...
I.-Peter MichaelovIt was Peter the Barbarian put an apron in his bagAnd rolled up the honoured bundle that Australians call ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun,And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run;There is laughter ...
The dandelions and buttercupsGild all the lawn; the drowsy beeStumbles among the clover-tops,And summer sweetens all but me:Away, unfruitful lore ...
On, on to the darkest continent,As the Adriatic sailed,In Eighteen Hundred and ...
Heard ye those loud-contending waves, That shook Cecropia's pillar'd state?Saw ye the mighty, from their graves, Look up, and tremble at her ...
Adieu, ye joys of La Valette!Adieu, sirocco, sun, and sweat!Adieu, thou palace rarely enter'd!Adieu, ye mansions where I've ventured!Adieu, ye ...
1The meaning of somber and barrenVenetian life is clear to me:Now she looks into a decrepit blue glassWith a cool ...
This unimportant morningSomething goes singing whereThe capes turn over on their sidesAnd the warm Adriatic ridesHer blue and sun washingAt ...
They told me thou wert fallen to decay, Old Venice, and hadst lost thine ancient pride ; But as upon thy silent ...
LAND of departed fame! whose classic plains Have proudly echo'd to immortal strains; Whose hallow'd soil hath given the great ...
Yet, yet a moment, one dim ray of light Indulge, dread Chaos, and eternal Night!Of darkness visible so much be ...
CARMEN AMOEBAEUM IHorace: Book III, Ode 9."Donec gratus eram tibi--"HORACEWhen I was your stiddy, my loveliest Lyddy, ...
TO POSEIDON. I.God of the mighty deep! wherever now The waves beneath thy brazen axles bow; Whether thy strong, proud ...
Come now, your footsteps turn awhileWhere brighter, milder seasons smile, In soft Italian vales;Where streamlets sparkle in the sun,And ...
This boat you see, friends, will tell youthat she was the fastest of craft,not to be challenged for speedby any ...
I have beheld you, Adriatic, I have beheld you,A nymph from the twinkling heavensSparkling with pearls, your breastsHeaving gracefully like ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Far, far from here, The Adriatic breaks in a warm bay Among the green Illyrian hills; and there The sunshine ...
Memories bursting like tears or waves On some lonely Adriatic shore Beating again and again Threshings of green sea foam ...
1 SINGING my days, Singing the great achievements of the present, Singing the strong, light works of engineers, Our modern ...
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