Vale` – Father Pat (John O Brien Poems)
Yes, that's the hardest hand at all upon my frosted head-That telegram that brought the news that Father Pat is ...
Poems about cronies (21 Poems)
Three Jolly Huntsmen (Jessie Pope Poems)
Three jolly, old huntsmen, Joe, Jerry, Jim,Took lunch at "The Three Cornered Hat";Now Jerry was lanky, but Joe wasn't slim,And ...
The Archbishop And Gil Blas (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
A MODERNIZED VERSIONI DON'T think I feel much older; I'm aware I'm rather gray,But so are many young folks; I ...
The Mountain Splitter (Henry Lawson Poems)
HE WORKS in the glen where the waratah grows, And the gums and the ashes are tall,'Neath cliffs that re-echo the ...
Bein’ Back Home (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems)
HOME agin, an' home to stay -Yes, it's nice to be away.Plenty things to do an' see,But the old place ...
The Spilling Of The Wine (Lola Ridge Poems)
The soldiers lie upon the snow,That no longer gyrates under the spinning lightsNight juggles in her fat black hands.They will ...
In Oblivion (Peter McArthur Poems)
COME, friend, there's going to be a merry meetingAfter the play. Our masks we'll throw aside,And after chaff and chat ...
Mother Wept (Joseph Skipsey Poems)
Mother wept, and father sigh'd; With delight a-glow Cried the lad, "To-morrow," cried, "To the pit I go." Up and ...
Home (Wilfred Wilson Gibson Poems)
So long had I travelled the lonely road,Though, now and again, a wayfairing friendWalked shoulder to shoulder, and lightened the ...
Return (Hayyim Nahman Bialik Poems)
Once more. Look: a spent old scarecrowshrivelled facestraw-dry shadowswaying like a leafbending and swaying over books.Once more. Look: a spent old croneweaving ...
The Late last Rook (Ralph Hodgson Poems)
The old gilt vane and spire receiveThe last beam eastward striking;The first shy bat to peep at eveHas found her ...
The Jolly Old Pedagogue (George Arnold Poems)
'Twas a jolly old pedagogue, long ago,Tall and slender, and sallow and dry;His form was bent, and his gait was ...
The Bane-Setter (David Rorie Poems)
Oor Jock's gude mither's second manAt banes was unco skilly;It cam' by heirskep frae an aunt,Leeb Tod o' Nether Tillie.An' ...
A Saint Of Cornwall (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
I don't know who Saint Mawes was, but he surely can't have beenA stiff old stone gazebo on a carved ...
Hitting It Up With Hitler (C J Dennis Poems)
Now, who in the world can understand? Since Tyranny, Freedom's whittler,And the strong-arm band of the Iron Hand Go hitting ...
Then an’ Nae (E A Lodge Poems)
When I were but a striplin' An' bare a scoor year owd, I thowt I'd gotten brains enew ...
The Czar’s Last Christmas Letter: A Barn in the Urals (Norman Dubie Poems)
You were never told, Mother, how old Illyawas drunk That last holiday, for five days and nights He stumbled through ...
Behind the Arras (Bliss Carman Poem)
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
M’Fingal – Canto III (John Trumbull Poems)
Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan ...
Saltbush Bill’s Gamecock (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
'Twas Saltbush Bill, with his travelling sheep, was making his way to town; He crossed them over the Hard Times ...
Falstaff’s Lament Over Prince Hal Become Henry V (Herman Melville Poems)
One that I cherished, Yea, loved as a son - Up early, up late with, My promising one: No use ...