Song Of The Galley Slaves (Burnett A. Ward Poems)
A devil serves our mastersAnd warps to their desireThe flexing of our sinews,Our hearts' corroding fire;Old as the mists of ...
A devil serves our mastersAnd warps to their desireThe flexing of our sinews,Our hearts' corroding fire;Old as the mists of ...
London Pool's in London town, Ay, boys! O boys! London Pool's in London town,Where the great ships ...
The night vibrates with the chatter of trucks,Of clanking couplings and screaming wheels;A column of smoke glows pink from an ...
CCIWithin our lips is stored the bitterness Of the dread tree that made the meadow's bleat A cry of terror, ...
Hail! ye heroes who yet stand!Hail the martyr of our land!Hail him who for his country delved!Him who the great ...
The Fool Errant sat by the highway of life And his gaze wandered up and his gaze wandered down, A ...
When the caravans of wool-teams climbed the ranges from the West, On a spur among the mountains stood `The Bullock-drivers' ...
"Was I at Eureka?" His figure was drawn to a youthful height, And a flood of proud recollections made the ...
They have little tractors in their blood and all day the tractors climb up and down inside their arms and ...
There was a time in former years-- While my roof-tree was his-- When I should have been distressed by fears ...
To Struga Festival Golden Wreath Laureates & International Bards 1986 Stand up against governments, against God. Stay irresponsible. Say only ...
I walked on the banks of the tincan banana dock and sat down under the huge shade of a Southern ...
I suppose you could call me heartless as a dull anvil clanking in a sodden barn, the damp wood too ...
Song (Act V, scene i) And this place our forefathers made for man ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
I Through my bedroom window The coal carts jolted over the cobbles A slow heavy rhythm full, Light and fast ...
She comes, she comes--the burden of the deeps! Beneath her wails the universal sea! With clanking chains and a new ...
SMOKE of the fields in spring is one, Smoke of the leaves in autumn another. Smoke of a steel-mill roof ...
[As a Tribute of Esteem and Admiration this Poem is inscribed to ROBERT MERRY, Esq. A. M. Member of the ...
I. Where freezing wastes of dazzl'ing Snow O'er LEMAN'S Lake rose, tow'ring; The BARON GOLFRE'S Castle strong Was seen, the ...
Ye, who in alleys green and leafy bow'rs, Sport, the rude children of fantastic birth; Where frolic nymphs, and shaggy ...
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