The Nevers of Poetry (Charles Harpur Poems)
Never say aught in verse, or grave or gay,That you in prose would hesitate to say.Never in rhyme pretend to ...
Never say aught in verse, or grave or gay,That you in prose would hesitate to say.Never in rhyme pretend to ...
THE MIND IS AN ANCIENT AND FAMOUS CAPITAL The mind is a city like London, Smoky and populous: it is ...
Charity, Charity - parson and priest Ever in church and in chapel have taught -"Give ye in charity e'en to ...
In sea and air, in leaf and stone, Where'er Truth's magic words are writ,Where thousands throng, or rapt and ...
England, cannot thy shores boast bards as great,And hearts as good as ever blest a State?When arts were rude and ...
With every plague that can conspire To curse a wretched country squire, Six hundred sheep on fields at Kneeton Starv'd ...
It was the schooner Desperate That sailed the southern sea,And the skipper had brought his little daughter To our centenary.Blue ...
Nothing at all in the paper today!Only a murder somewhere or other;A girl who has put her child away,Not being ...
Child of a myriad varied voices calling O'er countless leagues of space in divers tongues,Tho' captious critics view your ways ...
My Aunt Evangeline has come To visit Melbourne town,Garbed for its Glad Centenary In frill and festal gown.And Aunties says ...
There's a big, brown man in the hinterland Whom the nation had forgot;He's a stolid man and a patient man ...
When Ned was a neophyte nobody heeded him. No man could prophesy, none could foretellHow, when the day came that ...
Even as a child my face was "gloomy." I found few reasons to smile, none to laugh: father gutting his ...
We came away from the tinsel and false,From the rings where we saw the elephants waltz;From the clowns with their ...
NOUGHT more accursed in war I know Than getting off scot-free; Inured to danger, on we go In constant victory; ...
THE change of food enjoyment is to man; In this, t'include the woman is my plan. I cannot guess why ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
The years become you as Oxford becomes you, As you became Oxford through the protest years; From Magdalen's grey gargoyles ...
Darkness as black as your eyelid, poketricks of stars, the yellow mouth, the smell of a stranger, dawn coming up, ...
CLOWNS DYINGFIVE circus clowns dying this year, morning newspapers told their lives, how each one horizontal in a last gesture ...
I saw wild domes and bowers And smoking incense towers And mad exotic flowers In Illinois. Where ragged ditches ran ...
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