The Old Play (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
IIN an old play-house, in an old play,In an old piece that has been done to death,We dance, kind ladies, ...
IIN an old play-house, in an old play,In an old piece that has been done to death,We dance, kind ladies, ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun,And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run;There is laughter ...
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
If I sit in the dustFor lauding good wine,Ha, ha! it is just:So sits the vine!Abu Midjan sang as he ...
THE wraiths of murdered hopes and loves Come whispering at the door, Come creeping through the weeping mist That drapes ...
O SUDDEN blast, that through this silence black Sweeps past my windows, Coming and going with invisible track As death ...
Another ray of light hath fled, another Southern braveHath fallen in his country's cause and found a laureled grave—Hath fallen, ...
O THE long northern twilight between the day and the night, When the heat and the weariness of the world ...
There is a flutter in the trees,And now a sudden, dread uneaseStills all the bushland melodies Amid the gums;Stills now ...
"Sorrow comes from the South. Will joy return no more?Our eyes are blind with falling tears." "Have ye ...
Beyond the path of the outmost sun through utter darkness hurled -- Further than ever comet flared or vagrant star-dust ...
There was a strife 'twixt man and maid-- Oh, that was at the birth of time! But what befell 'twixt ...
The Four Archangels, so the legends tell, Raphael, Gabriel, Michael, Azrael, Being first of those to whom the Power was ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Master played the bishop's pawn, For jest, while Atherton looked on; The master played this way and that, And ...
And there we were together again- Together again, we three: Morgan, Fingal, fiddle, and all, They had come for the ...
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