Foreshadowings (Henry Kendall Poems)
FIFTEEN miles and then the harbour! Here we cannot choose but stand,Faces thrust towards the day-break, listening for our native ...
FIFTEEN miles and then the harbour! Here we cannot choose but stand,Faces thrust towards the day-break, listening for our native ...
Now for the hot dog-days within the tropics,Three sailors and a boy in the sick-bay!Spasms, and diarrhoea and hydropicsProclaim, both ...
There on the quay sobbed Bones, A.B., And he took me by the hand.Says he to me, "I've quit the ...
AN old umbrella in the hall,Battered and baggy, quaint and queer;By all the rains of many a yearBent, stained, and ...
Across the lonely beach we flit, One little sandpiper and I, And fast I gather, but ...
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