Ruth (Henry Lawson Poems)
All is well-in a prison-to-night, and the warders are crying 'All's Well!'I must speak, for the sake of my heart-if ...
All is well-in a prison-to-night, and the warders are crying 'All's Well!'I must speak, for the sake of my heart-if ...
MY good old father tucked his head, (His face the color of gingerbread) Over the table my mother had spread, And folded his ...
August: not only named for Augustus Roman Emperor 63 B.C.-A.D. 14. It also celebrates such wonderful events as all 'Horses birthdays' ...
O BEST of good masters, your mild dispositionPerhaps may induce you to read my petition:Believe me in earnest, though acting ...
And now by your leave I will try to expound it, In truth as it is and the way that I ...
THERE'S a mansion old 'mid the hills of the west,So old, that men know not by whom it was built;But ...
PERSONS REPRESENTED. Sir Pierce Thorne, a wealthy brewer. Mr. Murdock, a banker. Mostyn Wynne, the dispossessed heir of Wynhavod. Norman, ...
'Again the sun is hot and high in heaven;The rustic sweats beneath the sultry ray;The idler seeks the shady walk; ...
Well,-it was two days after my husband died-Two days! And the earth still raw above him.And I was sweeping the ...
She was a phantom, &c.In lone Glenartney's thickets lies couched the lordly stag,The dreaming terrier's tail forgets its customary wag;And ...
We don't get any too much light; It's pretty noisy, too, at that;The folks next door stay up all night; ...
NO more in dreams as once it draws me there,All fungus-grown and sunken in damp ground-No more as once when ...
My Grandpapa lives in a wonderful house With a great many windows and doors, There are stairs that go up, ...
Light spreads darkly downwards from the high Clusters of lights over empty chairs That face each other, coloured differently. Through ...
Mungojerrie and Rumpelteazer were a very notorious couple of cats. As knockabout clown, quick-change comedians, tight-rope walkers and acrobats They ...
Well,-it was two days after my husband died- Two days! And the earth still raw above him. And I was ...
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound ...
Selecting in the dining-room The silver of his choice, The burglar heard from chamber gloom A female voice. As cold ...
I should like to rise and go Where the golden apples grow;-- Where below another sky Parrot islands anchored lie, ...
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