An Old Master (Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis Poems)
We were cartin' lathes and palin's from the slopes of Mount St. Leonard,With our axles near the road-bed and the ...
We were cartin' lathes and palin's from the slopes of Mount St. Leonard,With our axles near the road-bed and the ...
On the Sunday morning mustered,Yarning at our ease;Buggies, traps and jinkers clusteredUnderneath the trees,Horses tethered to the fences;Thus we hold ...
We were cartin' lathes and palin's from the slopes of Mount St. Leonard,With our axles near the road-bed and the ...
The old man sat upon his swag his eyes were red and bleared.I doubt he'd had a wash for days ...
Last night in the Baltic Tavern tapI met, Mike said, "a longshore chapAnd said, 'Don't sailorin' look queerWith all them ...
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