The Plains of Riverine (Anonymous Oceania Poems)
I have come to tell the glorious news you'll all be glad to hear,Of the pleasant alterations that are taking ...
I have come to tell the glorious news you'll all be glad to hear,Of the pleasant alterations that are taking ...
With reverence and submission due,Kind sir those words are sent to you,And with them a good wish too,Long may you ...
(A BALLAD IN THE ANGLO-SAXON TONGUE)When to the dreary greenwood gloam Winfreda's husband strode that day,The fair Winfreda bode at ...
Among the folks who write me, From Frisco to Cape Ann,Is one from whom I often hear,And whom, I ...
Matriarchy's coming fast, Matriarchy's here!Man's supremacy at last Finds the end is near.Since the days of troglodytes, Man, the lord ...
I Now it is autumn and the falling fruit and the long journey towards oblivion. The apples falling like great ...
They were hanging men in Buckland who would not cheer King George - The parson from his pulpit and the ...
(a) radical ban all fires and places where people congregate to create comfort put an end to sleep good cooking ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
There are wonders galore in the magic freezer, a big, old, standup freezer, down in the dark basement, fed by ...
Cod cakes, handmade with her hands butter, egg, potato and cod, in wooden boxes salted and saved for our dinner ...
(A BALLAD IN THE ANGLO-SAXON TONGUE) When to the dreary greenwood gloam Winfreda's husband strode that day, The fair Winfreda ...
I'd not complain of Sister Jane, for she was good and kind, Combining with rare comeliness distinctive gifts of mind; ...
I didn't make you know how glad I was To have you come and camp here on our land. I ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
THE LANDS OF MY CHILDHOOD 1 I am leaving the holy city of Leeds For the last time for the ...
in brussels, eye sat in the grand place cafe & heard duke's place, played after salsa between the old majestic ...
Everything here is yellow and green. Listen to its throat, its earthskin, the bone dry voices of the peepers as ...
"The aristocratic ne'er-do-well in Canada frequently finds his way into the ranks of the Royal North-West Mounted Police." -- Extract. ...
What is this, behind this veil, is it ugly, is it beautiful? It is shimmering, has it breasts, has it ...
I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus With tigery stripes, and a face on it Round ...
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