The Birth Of The Land (Pat O Cotter Poems)
For a thousand years the Devil crouched On the white hot flags of hell:For a thousand years the Devil cursed The imps ...
For a thousand years the Devil crouched On the white hot flags of hell:For a thousand years the Devil cursed The imps ...
AT A POINT where the old road crosses The river, and turns to the right,I'd camped with the team; and the ...
I need not ask thee, for my sake,To read a book which well may makeIts way by native force of ...
Earth travails,Like a woman come to her time.The swaying corn-haulmsIn the heavy places of the fieldCry to be gathered.Apples redden, ...
BLACKSOIL PLAINS were grey soil, grey soil in the drought.Fifteen years away, and five hundred miles out;Swag and bag and ...
Great God, Thy greatest giftIs the full knowledge which comes to man-How oft, how oft belated!The knowledge that he be ...
It is a winter's taleThat the snow blind twilight ferries over the lakesAnd floating fields from the farm in the ...
A fable told by La Fontaine, Two centuries or more ago, Describes some rats who would arraign A cat, their ...
Luke Gale, the larrikin lad, dwelt in Larrikin Lane, A low street, a by-street, right at the edge of the ...
Third day, third month festival, and the air fresh with spring;beside Serpentine Lake in Chang'an, many lovely women ...
Flaked, drifting clouds hide not the full moon's rays More than her beautiful bright limbs were hid By the light ...
I walked in a half-mown flowering meadow by the sea's- Edge of the grass, where yesterday the mower went. Bloomy ...
The King has called for priest and cup, The King has taken spur and blade To dub True Thomas a ...
Now this is the tale of the Council the German Kaiser decreed, To ease the strong of their burden, to ...
(From The Jungle Book) As the dawn was breaking the Sambhur belled Once, twice, and again! And a doe leaped ...
And thus declared that Arab lady: 'Last night, where under the wild moon On grassy mattress I had laid me, ...
Flaked, drifting clouds hide not the full moon's rays More than her beautiful bright limbs were hid By the light ...
I glanced at her and took my glasses off--they were still singing. They buzzed like a locust on the coffee ...
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