The Vagabond (Henry Lawson Poem)
White handkerchiefs wave from the short black pier As we glide to the grand old sea -- But the song ...
White handkerchiefs wave from the short black pier As we glide to the grand old sea -- But the song ...
I This is the sorrowful story Told when the twilight fails And the monkeys walk together Holding their neighbours' tails: ...
Only stand high a long enough time your lightning will come; that is what blunts the peaks of redwoods; But ...
A dying firelight slides along the quirt Of the cast iron cowboy where he leans Against my father's books. The ...
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U, whose head was cut off in Shanghai A CLAIM Renowned Leonardo's world-famous "La ...
Thrice, and above, blest, my soul's half, art thou, In thy both last and better vow; Could'st leave the city, ...
Behind the cabin, age and mothballs a smell I will not forget of a cabin, a retreat, of another time ...
A pure clear Maine sky opened above us, as the fire died, the cabin lights dimmed. We watched planes, satellites, ...
All of life's problems bleed away When I get grounded in the water. Written 8/27/00. It says it all about ...
I am alone on my porch, in the rain. Nightfall is closing in. Now, the island is lonely. The world ...
Pretty Nymph! within this Shade, Whilst the Flocks to rest are laid, Whilst the World dissolves in Heat, Take ...
The Captain becomes moody at sea. He's afraid of water; such bully amounts that prove the seas. . . A ...
One evening at dusk as Noah stood on his Ark, Putting green oil in starboard side lamp, His wife came ...
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
Come, take our boy, and we will go Before our cabin door; The winds shall bring us, as they blow, ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
That dark brown rabbit, lightness in his ears & underneath, gladdened our afternoon munching a crab-'. That rabbit was a ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Alone on the railroad track I walked with pounding heart. The ties were too close together or maybe too far ...
Something strange is creeping across me. La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars Of "I Thought about ...
WHEN the Norn Mother saw the Whirlwind Hour Greatening and darkening as it hurried on, She left the Heaven of ...
I, too, have trailed my father's spirit From the mud-walled cabin behind the mountain Where he was born and bred, ...
'Twas about the beginning of the present century, Bill Bowls was pressed, and sent to sea; And conveyed on board ...
Down by the beautiful Lakes of Killarney, Off times I have met my own dear Barney, In the sweet summer ...
'Twas about the beginning of the past century Billy Bowls was pressed into the British Navy, And conveyed on board ...
Kind Christians, all pay attention to me, And Miss Mouat's sufferings I'll relate to ye; While on board the Columbine, ...
'Twas in the year of 1866, and on a very beautiful day, That eighty-two passengers, with spirits light and gay, ...
A mile behind is Gloucester town Where the flishing fleets put in, A mile ahead the land dips down And ...
The whole world on a raft! A King is here, The record of his grandeur but a smear. Is it ...
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