The Teams (Henry Lawson Poem)
A cloud of dust on the long white road, And the teams go creeping on Inch by inch with the ...
A cloud of dust on the long white road, And the teams go creeping on Inch by inch with the ...
(Quevedo, Mire los muros de la partia mia and Buscas en Roma a Roma, (!)O peregrino!) I I saw the ...
NOt that thy Fair Hand Should lead me from my deep Dispaire, Or thy Love, Cloris, End my Care, And ...
We've sent our little Cupids all ashore -- They were frightened, they were tired, they were cold: Our sails of ...
Above the portico a flag-staff, bearing the Union Jack, remained fluttering in the flames for some time, but ultimately when ...
He drove at evening through the hushed Vosges. The car radio, glimmering, received broken utterance from the horizon of storms... ...
THERE was a giant in time of old, A mighty one was he; He had a wife, but she was ...
Oh, there are times When all this fret and tumult that we hear Do seem more stale than to the ...
I ONCE was fond of fools, And bid them come each day; Then each one brought his tools The carpenter ...
We are born flawed, vulnerable driven by our wills, crashing into one another Human beings are to be forgiving of ...
Tis true of courage I'm no mistress No Boadicia nor Thalestriss Nor shall I e'er be famed hereafter For such ...
Old Deuteronomy's lived a long time; He's a Cat who has lived many lives in succession. He was famous in ...
When on the sandy shore I sit, Beside the salt sea-wave, And fall into a weeping fit Because I dare ...
WHEN chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neibors, neibors, meet; As market days are wearing late, And folk begin ...
AFRICA I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: He sung it to four harps at the ...
To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the ...
A tree ascended there. Oh pure transendence! Oh Orpheus sings! Oh tall tree in the ear! And all things hushed. ...
Go I must along my ways Though my heart be ragged, Dripping bitter through the days, Festering, and jagged. Smile ...
The black bull bellowed before the sea. The sea, till that day orderly, Hove up against Bendylaw. The queen in ...
Come riddle-me-ree, come riddle-me-ree, And tell me, what my name may be. I am nearly one hundred and thirty years ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
THE flower-fed buffaloes of the spring In the days of long ago, Ranged where the locomotives sing And the prarie ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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