The Song Of Old Joe Swallow (Henry Lawson Poem)
When I was up the country in the rough and early days, I used to work along ov Jimmy Nowlett's ...
When I was up the country in the rough and early days, I used to work along ov Jimmy Nowlett's ...
King Solomon drew merchantmen, Because of his desire For peacocks, apes, and ivory, From Tarshish unto Tyre, With cedars out ...
Our brows are bound with spindrift and the weed is on our knees; Our loins are battered 'neath us by ...
A lake and a fairy boat To sail in the moonlight clear, - And merrily we would float From the ...
All year the flax-dam festered in the heart Of the townland; green and heavy headed Flax had rotted there, weighted ...
Now the storm begins to lower, (Haste, the loom of Hell prepares!) Iron-sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darkened ...
The bread dipped into the cup like clay given life eating to remember the grace of His life Our eyes ...
Healed when he believed following the command the message of healing what he must do Listening to the servants calling ...
The mighty was healed by doing a little thing trusting enough having faith to act Healed and made whole dipped ...
The elegant maple arms, almost equal an arc, a spray of flowers, a bow, curved against the sky arms of ...
What must he have felt, sharing in the meal the invocation, the intoning of the words these words of the ...
The message is unknown; unimportant He spoke with authority. Now that was the thing The real message in the Word ...
layer on layer the branches lapped in the slack water dipped by the wind's hand by the bank tallows of ...
Dipped precious metals held in the flame, glowing hot little imperfections, impurities wisps of smoke, bleed away pure essence remaining ...
She wasn't reading the words on the page not to herself at least, she was preaching from the Book she ...
After Minnesota's lakes in the winter of '71, it was no big deal but for us it was it was ...
Fed by the slack eddies by the frozen shore grew a chain row on row, layer by layer of hand ...
The firm house lingers, though averse to square With the new city street it has to wear A number in. ...
Once when the snow of the year was beginning to fall, We stopped by a mountain pasture to say 'Whose ...
When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think ...
When three, he fished these lakes, Curled sleeping on a lip of rock, Crib blankets tucked from ants and fishbone ...
A dear old couple my grandparents were, And kind to all dumb things; they saw in Heaven The lamb that ...
Glassmakers, at century's end, compounded metallic lusters in reference to natural sheens (dragonfly and beetle wings, marbled light on kerosene) ...
Sang from the Heart, Sire, Dipped my Beak in it, If the Tune drip too much Have a tint too ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Voices out of the shade that cried, And long noon in the hot calm places, And children's play by the ...
The moon, a sweeping scimitar, dipped in the stormy straits, The dawn, a crimson cataract, burst through the eastern gates, ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
he came to the door one night wet thin beaten and terrorized a white cross-eyed tailless cat I took him ...
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