Weary (C J Dennis Poems)
Aw, I'm sick o' the whole darn human race, An' I'm sick o' this mundane ball;I'm sick o' the sight ...
Aw, I'm sick o' the whole darn human race, An' I'm sick o' this mundane ball;I'm sick o' the sight ...
Signing on in the Emerald IsleUp comes a bloke in shellback style,All fish hooks spunyarn and Stockholm tar,Fist like a ...
This Cen-TEEN-ary, sez 'e --Sez I, "You'll pardon me." (Perlite, like that, first off, and 'arf in laughter)."You'll pardon me, ...
I speak for poor little woman -Please do not turn away; Oh, mighty man, do what you can, Our misery ...
When I was young, said old George Jones (And rumbling from his bearded lips,His deep voice boomed in measured tones) ...
HERE 's a letter from John in th' city,Ain't heard from him now fer a year;Yes, his handwritin' s stylish ...
Nary a thing to eat Thanksgivin'Only tin can truck!Gettin' tired of such a livin',Blame the orn'ry luck!Nothin' only beans an' ...
Look at 'em! Toffs with their big cigars,Drivin' along in their motor cars.Nothin' at all like the olden daysWhen the ...
I could have a job, but am too lazy to choose it;I have got land, but am too lazy to ...
When John o' Dick comes a-courtin',We sit togither on t' lang-settle;John watches me, an' I watch t' kettleBoilin'; I can ...
Ye voices, that arose After the Evening's close, And whispered to my restless heart repose! Go, breathe it in the ...
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then! I'm mad and disgusted With ...
An imaginary composer.] I. Hist, but a word, fair and soft! Forth and be judged, Master Hugues! Answer the question ...
1 I WANDER all night in my vision, Stepping with light feet, swiftly and noiselessly stepping and stopping, Bending with ...
Troll sat alone on his seat of stone, And munched and mumbled a bare old bone; For many a year ...
I grabbed the new Who's Who to see My name - but it was not. Said I: "The form they ...
Of course you've heard of the Nancy Lee, and how she sailed away On her famous quest of the Arctic ...
(The Wounded Canadian Speaks) My leg? It's off at the knee. Do I miss it? Well, some. You see I've ...
Nurse, won't you let him in? He's barkin' an' scratchen' the door, Makin' so dreffel a din I jest can't ...
"Miss Rosemary," I dourly said, "Our balance verges on the red, We must cut down our overhead. One of the ...
A hundred years is a lot of living I've often thought. and I'll know, maybe, Some day if the gods ...
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