The Bush (Bernard O Dowd Poems)
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
Nor can the foremost of the sons of menEscape my ribald and licentious penSwiftYou prisoners of New South Wales,Who frequent ...
Composed at Stroud A.A. Co. Establishment StationNew South Wales.Composed and written October 23rd day, Anno 1839You prisoners of New South ...
THERE is a big artist named Val, The roughs' and the prize-fighters' pal: The mind of a groom And the ...
Weary, at last, of the Pindarick way, Thro' which advent'rously the Muse wou'd stray; To Fable I descend with soft ...
He has learnt the ways of the ships at seaIn most of the sorts of ships there be, —In most ...
Where is Australia, singer, do you know? These sordid farms and joyless factories, Mephitic mines and lanes of pallid woe? ...
She hauled through the dock-gates when morning was youngAnd chill on the water the river mist hung,And the chaps on ...
The root is hard to looseFrom hold of earth by mortals; but God's powerCan all things do. 'Tis black, but ...
Bill's home ag'in from Europe, where he featured with a show,But he don't talk none about it - his words ...
Give me a spirit that on this life's rough seaLoves to have his sails filled with a lusty windEven till ...
He who knows What life and death is, is above all law.Chapman.He who knows what life and death isWalks superior ...
Chapman & HallSwore not at all.Mr Chapman's yea was yea,And Mr Hall's nay was nay.(Edmund Clerihew Bentley)
Unmanageable as history: these Followers of Tammuz to the land That offered no return, where dust Grew thick on every ...
Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold, And many goodly states and kingdoms seen; Round many western islands ...
Weary, at last, of the Pindarick way, Thro' which advent'rously the Muse wou'd stray; To Fable I descend with soft ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
WHEN chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neibors, neibors, meet; As market days are wearing late, And folk begin ...
AS Tam the chapman on a day, Wi'Death forgather'd by the way, Weel pleas'd, he greets a wight so famous, ...
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
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