A Convict’s Tour To Hell (Frank Macnamara Poems)
Nor can the foremost of the sons of menEscape my ribald and licentious penSwiftYou prisoners of New South Wales,Who frequent ...
Nor can the foremost of the sons of menEscape my ribald and licentious penSwiftYou prisoners of New South Wales,Who frequent ...
Composed at Stroud A.A. Co. Establishment StationNew South Wales.Composed and written October 23rd day, Anno 1839You prisoners of New South ...
A Threnody for Robert Louis StevensonCOLD, the dull cold! What ails the sun,And takes the heart out of the day?What ...
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at --- Hall, North. Serious Reflections of Mr. B---n---r---d.--His Bill of Expences.-- The Distresses ...
Have I had this coffee shop long, Sir, dishing out coffee and tea?Ever since Big Ben was a wrist watch ...
The sweet June night but half withdrawn, The watchful stars ...
I do not fear thee, Death!I have a bantering thought!—though I am toldThou art inflexible, and stern, and bold;And that ...
When I fall asleep, and even during sleep, I hear, quite distinctly, voices speaking Whole phrases, commonplace and trivial, Having ...
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
Yes, it was like you to forget, And cancel in the welcome of your smile My deep arrears of debt, ...
Fear death?-to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts ...
The kingdoms of the world become the kingdoms of our Lord; or, The day of judgment. Rev. 11:15-18. Let the ...
1 A GREAT year and place; A harsh, discordant, natal scream out-sounding, to touch the mother's heart closer than any ...
I There was Claw-fingered Kitty and Windy Ike living the life of shame, When unto them in the Long, Long ...
"We are false and evanescent, and aware of our deceit, From the straw that is our vitals to the clay ...
(WASHINGTON SQUARE) I met him, as one meets a ghost or two, Between the gray Arch and the old Hotel. ...
Fear, like a living fire that only death Might one day cool, had now in Avon's eyes Been witness for ...
Blue in the west the mountain stands, And through the long twilight Vickery sits with folded hands, And Vickery's eyes ...
I Not by the grief that stuns and overwhelms All outward recognition of revealed And righteous omnipresence are the days ...
I-THE LURE No, no,-forget your Cricket and your Ant, For I shall never set my name to theirs That now ...
He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark, And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey, Legless, sewn short ...
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