Peter Anderson And Co. (Henry Lawson Poem)
He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.', ...
He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.', ...
I am the God Thor, I am the War God, I am the Thunderer! Here in my Northland, My fastness ...
"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with ...
To Ernest Brace "And when the seven thunders had uttered their voices, I was about to write: and I heard ...
THE BRICKLAYER: I tell this tale, which is strictly true, Just by way of convincing you How very little, since ...
We've sent our little Cupids all ashore -- They were frightened, they were tired, they were cold: Our sails of ...
Heh! Walk her round. Heave, ah heave her short again! Over, snatch her over, there, and hold her on the ...
The Fir-Tree looked on stars, but loved the Brook! "O silver-voiced! if thou wouldst wait, My love can bravely woo." ...
at a Gracious Answer 'But tell me, child, your choice; what shall I buy You?'-'Father, what you buy me I ...
(Maidens' song from St. Winefred's Well) THE LEADEN ECHO How to kéep-is there ány any, is there none such, nowhere ...
THERE were two youths of equal age, Wit, station, strength, and parentage; They studied at the self-same schools, And shaped ...
When you're up against a trouble, Meet it squarely, face to face; Lift your chin and set your shoulders, Plant ...
Seven tailored suits, matching shoes and socks, a brace of muted ties with subtle breast pocket handkerchiefs descried, you wouldn't ...
A crystalline awakening on the plateau, the crisp air as brittle as new celery snaps with expectancy. The cold clings ...
Halls grew darker and somehow faded. Grates of windows drowned in black. Every knight, every beautiful lady Knew the tiding: ...
When I saw my friend covered with blood, I thought This is the end of the dream, now I'll wake ...
Christ God who savest man, save most Of men Count Gismond who saved me! Count Gauthier, when he chose his ...
DEAR SMITH, the slee'st, pawkie thief, That e'er attempted stealth or rief! Ye surely hae some warlock-brief Owre human hearts; ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
Something strange is creeping across me. La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars Of "I Thought about ...
AULD chuckie Reekie's 1 sair distrest, Down droops her ance weel burnish'd crest, Nae joy her bonie buskit nest Can ...
To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the ...
It's easy to fight when everything's right, And you're mad with the thrill and the glory; It's easy to cheer ...
First, are you our sort of a person? Do you wear A glass eye, false teeth or a crutch, A ...
He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark, And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey, Legless, sewn short ...
"What! still those two infernal questions, That with our meals our slumbers mix -- That spoil our tempers and digestions ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
We were schooner-rigged and rakish, with a long and lissome hull, And we flew the pretty colours of the crossbones ...
On March 1, 1958, four deserters from the French Army of North Africa, August Rein, Henri Bruette, Jack Dauville, & ...
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