Walled Out (Jane Barlow Poems)
An' wanst we were restin' a bit in the sun on the smooth hillside, Where the grass felt warm to your ...
An' wanst we were restin' a bit in the sun on the smooth hillside, Where the grass felt warm to your ...
"Oh, wasn't he hard on poor sinners this mornin'?And his voice, begor! was no silver-tone fluteWhen he gave us," said ...
Sure, Felix McCarty he lived all aloneOn the top av a hill be the town av Athione,And the pride av ...
I've had all sorts of luck, sometimes bad, sometimes better, But now I have somebody's luck and my ...
Which reminds me, said O'Brien --"And 'tis not a word of lyin' -- Of a summertime way back in eighty-two,Whin ...
As I was a-crossin' the Abercrombie Mountains,I met Sir Frederick Pottinger, and his money he was countin'.I first drew me ...
On the outer Barcoo where the churches are few, And men of religion are scanty, On a road never cross'd ...
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