In The Days When The World Was Wide (Henry Lawson Poem)
The world is narrow and ways are short, and our lives are dull and slow, For little is new where ...
The world is narrow and ways are short, and our lives are dull and slow, For little is new where ...
O stony grey soil of Monaghan The laugh from my love you thieved; You took the gay child of my ...
By the Laws of the Family Circle 'tis written in letters of brass That only a Colonel from Chatham can ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
'Twas in the prime of summer-time An evening calm and cool, And four-and-twenty happy boys Came bounding out of school: ...
The harbingers are come. See, see their mark; White is their colour; and behold my head. -- George Herbert Long ...
I ENCHANTER of Erin, whose magic has bound us, Thy wand for one moment we fondly would claim, Entranced while ...
I'M not a chicken; I have seen Full many a chill September, And though I was a youngster then, That ...
HAS there any old fellow got mixed with the boys? If there has, take him out, without making a noise. ...
OH for one hour of youthful joy! Give back my twentieth spring! I'd rather laugh, a bright-haired boy, Than reign, ...
I saw my world again through your eyes As I would see it again through your children's eyes. Through your ...
OH, gaily sings the bird! and the wattle-boughs are stirred And rustled by the scented breath of Spring; Oh, the ...
IN my boyhood's days so drear I was kept confined; There I sat for many a year, All alone I ...
NOBLE be man, Helpful and good! For that alone Distinguisheth him From all the beings Unto us known. Hail to ...
Sitting still, quiet, alone, in the living room of my boyhood alone with my thoughts after the Christmas day watching ...
Cinna, the great Venusian told In songs that will not die How in Augustan days of old Your love did ...
Having a wheel and four legs of its own Has never availed the cumbersome grindstone To get it anywhere that ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
The bush that has most briers and bitter fruit, Wait till the frost has turned its green leaves red, Its ...
Of late, in one of those most weary hours, When life seems emptied of all genial powers, A dready ...
Notus in fratres animi paterni. Hor. Carm. lib.II.2. A bless?d lot hath he, who having passed His youth and early ...
Ye scenes of my childhood, whose lov'd recollection Embitters the present, compar'd with the past; Where science first dawn'd on ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
And doth not a meeting like this make amends For all the long years I've been wandering away -- To ...
I could not run or play In boyhood. In manhood I could only sip the cup, Not drink -- For ...
I won the prize essay at school Here in the village, And published a novel before I was twenty-five. I ...
Shoestring Press, Nottingham, 2000. VIII Final concept harbour which has broken there where it crumpled our faces there where ikons ...
The first purple wisteria I recall from boyhood hung on a wire outside the windows of the breakfast room next ...
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