Story (Philip Larkin Poem)
Tired of a landscape known too well when young: The deliberate shallow hills, the boring birds Flying past rocks; tired ...
Tired of a landscape known too well when young: The deliberate shallow hills, the boring birds Flying past rocks; tired ...
There are scenes in the distance where beauty is not, On the desolate flats where gaunt appletrees rot. Where the ...
There are scenes in the distance where beauty is not, On the desolate flats where gaunt appletrees rot. Where the ...
He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.', ...
White handkerchiefs wave from the short black pier As we glide to the grand old sea -- But the song ...
I met Jack Ellis in town to-day -- Jack Ellis -- my old mate, Jack -- Ten years ago, from ...
When you wear a cloudy collar and a shirt that isn't white, And you cannot sleep for thinking how you'll ...
Cut down that timber! Bells, too many and strong, Pouring their music through the branches bare, From moon-white church towers ...
Kind o'er the kinderbank leans my Myfanwy, White o'er the playpen the sheen of her dress, Fresh from the bathroom ...
I Let others sing of gold and gear, the joy of being rich; But oh, the days when I was ...
Within a pub that's off the Strand and handy to the bar, With pipe in mouth and mug in hand ...
There are strange things done in the midnight sun By the men who moil for gold; The Arctic trails have ...
"There's something in your face, Michael, I've seen it all the day; There's something quare that wasn't there when first ...
IT is something to face the sun and know you are free. To hold your head in the shafts of ...
The new chum's polo pony was the smartest pony yet -- The owner backed it for the Cup for all ...
The sun strikes down with a blinding glare; The skies are blue and the plains are wide, The saltbush plains ...
Now is the law of the Overland that all in the West obey -- A man must cover with travelling ...
Him goin' to ride for us! Him -- with the pants and the eyeglass and all. Amateur! don't he just ...
Now the new chum loaded his three-nought-three, It's a small-bore gun, but his hopes were big. "I am fed to ...
Wargeilah town is very small, There's no cathedral nor a club, In fact the township, all in all, Is just ...
Did you ever find out which of the boys it was Who snapped the toy pistol against my hand? There ...
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