Polyhymnia (George Peele Poems)
Therefore, when thirtie two were come and gone,Years of her raigne, daies of her countries peace,Elizabeth great Empresse of the ...
Poems about carey (16 Poems)
The Careys (John O Brien Poems)
Their new house stood just off the road. A fine big brick two-storey, All gabled, tiled, and porticoed, To flaunt its owners' glory. We ...
The Old Mass Shandryden (John O Brien Poems)
I can see it in my dreaming o'er a gap of thirty years,And the rattle of its boxes still is ...
The Old Bush School (John O Brien Poems)
'Tis a queer, old battered landmark that belongs to other years;With the dog-leg fence around it, and its hat about ...
The Lady Maud (Marietta Holley Poems)
I sit in the cloud and the darkness Where I lost you, peerless one;Your bright face shines upon fairer lands, Like the ...
The Shakedown on the Floor (Henry Lawson Poems)
Set me back for twenty summers- For I'm tired of cities now-Set my feet in red-soil furrows And my hands upon the ...
When Old Man Carey Died (John O Brien Poems)
A night of wind and driving rain, No light on land or sky-The sharp squalls shook the window-pane And scurried loudly by,When ...
Coomera (Henry Lawson Poems)
THERE'S a pretty little story with a touch of moonlit glory Comes from Beenleigh on the Logan, but we don't know ...
Mother Carey (As told Me by the Bo’sun) (John Masefield Poems)
Mother Carey? She's the mother o' the witches'N' all them sort o' rips;She's a fine gell to look at, but ...
The Not Impossible She: (Frank Sidgwick Poems)
A Dramatic Lyric. A BACHELOR of common type, I sit me down before the fire And take my after-dinner pipe, ...
A Stave Of Roving Tim (George Meredith Poems)
(ADDRESSED TO CERTAIN FRIENDLY TRAMPS.)IThe wind is East, the wind is West,Blows in and out of haven;The wind that blows ...
Sandys Ghost ; A Proper Ballad on the New Ovid’s Metamorphosi (Alexander Pope Poems)
Ye Lords and Commons, Men of Wit, And Pleasure about Town; Read this ere you translate one BitOf Books of ...
Mother Carey (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
As late I went a-walking by the sea,I thought I heard men talking, I heard them call to me:"Oh, sorrow ...
The Three Gentle Shepherds (Alexander Pope Poems)
Of gentle Philips will I ever sing,With gentle Philips shall the valleys ring.My numbers too for ever will I vary,With ...
The Shanty On The Rise (Henry Lawson Poem)
When the caravans of wool-teams climbed the ranges from the West, On a spur among the mountains stood `The Bullock-drivers' ...
Anchor Song (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Heh! Walk her round. Heave, ah heave her short again! Over, snatch her over, there, and hold her on the ...