The Crusaders (C J Dennis Poems)
Peter the 'Ermit was a 'oly bloke, The parson sez, "wot chivvied coves to war." "Too right," I ...
Peter the 'Ermit was a 'oly bloke, The parson sez, "wot chivvied coves to war." "Too right," I ...
Grand shone the Milky Way on high, With brilliant span athwart the sky, Nor promise gave of rain. King ...
Now, when a bloke 'e cracks a bloke fer insults to a skirt, An' wrecks a joint to square a ...
Ole Mother Moon 'oo yanks 'er beamin' dile Acrost the sky when we've grown sick o' day,She's like some fat ...
He's a deil o' a wean—what ava can he mean?Lod, he'll ow'r-gang us a' yet, an' that'll be seen;Here's his ...
In old Japan, by creek and bay,The blue plum-blossoms blow,Where birds with sea-blue plumage gayThrough sea-blue branches go:Dragons are coiling ...
The royal Wan now rests on high, Enshrined in brightness of the sky. Chow as a state had long been ...
When th' dawn is jest a-breakin',An' th' runnin' lights are dim,An' th' risin' sun is makin'Streaks scross th' ocean's rim;When ...
On dashed my four steeds, without halt, without stay, Though toilsome and winding from Chow was the way. I wished ...
Swashin' down the quarter-deck, scuppers runnin' free,All th' gang in workin' white, happy as c'n be;Smell o' coffee comin' through ...
In the old capital they stood, With yellow fox-furs plain, Their manners all correct and good, Speech free ...
With mind indifferent, things I easy take; In every dance I prompt appearance make:-- Then, when the sun is at ...
Along about six in th' mornin',When th' drippin' sun turns out o' bed,An' reveille's gone, an' th' decks are astir,An' ...
The arm of Woo was full of might; None could his fire withstand; And Ching and K'ang stood forth ...
My offerings here are given, A ram, a bull. Accept them, mighty Heaven, All-bountiful. Thy statutes, O great ...
We must suffer, husband and father, we must suffer, daughter and son, For the wrong we have taken part in ...
HAIL, thairm-inspirin', rattlin' Willie! Tho' fortune's road be rough an' hilly To every fiddling, rhyming billie, We never heed, But ...
The Elders of the Tribe were grouped And squatted in the Council Cave; They seemed to be extremely pooped, And ...
The daughter of the village Maire Is very fresh and very fair, A dazzling eyeful; She throws upon me such ...
Oh, it's dreadful to think in a country like this With its chances for work - and enjoyment That a ...
Down along the Snakebite River, where the overlanders camp, Where the serpents are in millions, all of the most deadly ...
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