Book Contents: The Animals Noah Forgot:Banjo Paterson (A B Banjo Paterson Poems)
'The Animals Noah Forgot' A. B. 'Banjo' Paterson A wonderful look at some of the strange, wonderful animals in Australia ...
'The Animals Noah Forgot' A. B. 'Banjo' Paterson A wonderful look at some of the strange, wonderful animals in Australia ...
Mourn, Mourn, ye Muses, all your loss deplore, The Young, the Noble Strephon is no more. Yes, yes, he fled ...
The shore-boat lies in the morning light, By the good ship ready for sailing;The skies are clear, and the dawn ...
Come all you sons of Freedom, a chorus join with me,I'll sing a song of heroes, and glorious liberty.Some lads ...
1230Unnamed, unknown:--his hands across his breast Set in sepulchral rest,In yon low cave-like niche the warrior lies, --A shrine within ...
In Magna Obijt Britania Undecimo die Octobris: Awake, my Soul, from abject Thoughts retire,Invoke the sacred Nine to tune thy ...
On Water-Gruel, by Desire; occasioned by a singular Adventure.Hail! Water-Gruel, ever sacred Name,Once so propitious to my genial Flame;O! be ...
Poor Tom Brown from Nottingham, Jack Williams and poor JoeThey were three gallant poacher boys their country well does knowAnd ...
The seven fleets of Venice Set sail across the sea For Cyprus and for Trebizond Ayoub and Araby. Their gonfalons ...
SAY whom did Paul the apostle greet,As not asham'd to own his chain,But tend'ring oft refreshment sweet,To ease his toil, ...
Before the urchin well could go,She stole the whiteness of the snow;And, more that whiteness to adorn,She stole the blushes ...
WHAT is balm for a soul distressed, O! sailor tell to me?"A good ship in a fighting wind glad of ...
Above the ruin of God's holy place, Where man-forsaken lay the bleeding rood, Whose hands, when men had craved substantial ...
Oh, you are more desirable to me Than all I staked in an impulsive hour, Making my youth the sport ...
Venus, dear Cnidian-Paphian queen! Desert that Cyprus way off yonder,And fare you hence, where with incense My Glycera would have ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Of all the gods that gave me all their glories To-day there deigns to walk with me but one. I ...
Oh, you are more desirable to me Than all I staked in an impulsive hour, Making my youth the sport ...
Above the ruin of God's holy place, Where man-forsaken lay the bleeding rood, Whose hands, when men had craved substantial ...
'Twas up in a land long famed for gold, where women were far and rare, Tellus, the smith, had taken ...
Courage mes gars: La guerre est proche. I plant my little plot of beans, I sit beneath my cyprus tree; ...
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