Wide Lies Australia (Henry Lawson Poem)
Wide lies Australia! The seas that surround her Flow for her unity - all states in one. Never has Custom ...
Wide lies Australia! The seas that surround her Flow for her unity - all states in one. Never has Custom ...
To the legion of the lost ones, to the cohort of the damned, To my brethren in their sorrow overseas, ...
Puck of Poock's Hills Land of our Birth, we pledge to thee Our love and toil in the years to ...
I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers, Of April, May, of June, and July-flowers. I sing of May-poles, ...
[I feel considerable hesitation in venturing to offer this version of a poem which Carlyle describes to be 'a beautiful ...
SINCE there 's no help, come let us kiss and part-- Nay, I have done, you get no more of ...
Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part, Nay, I have done, you get no more of me, ...
WE saw Thee in Thy balmy nest, Young dawn of our eternal day; We saw Thine eyes break from the ...
CHORUS Come we shepherds whose blest sight Hath met love's noon in nature's night; Come lift we up our loftier ...
Notus in fratres animi paterni. Hor. Carm. lib.II.2. A bless?d lot hath he, who having passed His youth and early ...
When love has changed to kindliness -- Oh, love, our hungry lips, that press So tight that Time's an old ...
When love has changed to kindliness -- Oh, love, our hungry lips, that press So tight that Time's an old ...
Since you would claim the sources of my thought Recall the meshes whence it sprang unlimed, The reedy traps which ...
Who was cursed with the Sin of Pride, and Became a Boot-Black. Godolphin Horne was Nobly Born; He held the ...
Who caroused in the Dirt and was corrected by His Uncle. His Uncle came upon Franklin Hyde Carousing in the ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
1 BROTHER of all, with generous hand, Of thee, pondering on thee, as o'er thy tomb, I and my Soul, ...
Loving Sister: every line Of your last letter was so fine With the best mettle, that the grayne Of Scrivener's ...
Five hours, (and who can do it less in?) By haughty Celia spent in dressing; The goddess from her chamber ...
I never kill a fly because I think that what we have of laws To regulate and civilize Our daily ...
But, lo! from forth a copse that neighbours by, A breeding jennet, lusty, young, and proud, Adonis' trampling courser doth ...
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