Waratah and Wattle (Henry Lawson Poem)
Though poor and in trouble I wander alone, With rebel cockade in my hat, Though friends may desert me, and ...
Though poor and in trouble I wander alone, With rebel cockade in my hat, Though friends may desert me, and ...
Before I am completely shriven I shall reject my inch of heaven. Cancel my eyes, and, standing, sink Into my ...
What the moral? Who rides may read. When the night is thick and the tracks are blind A friend at ...
THIS box, mine own sweet darling, thou wilt find With many a varied sweetmeat's form supplied; The fruits are they ...
THOUGHTS ON JESUS CHRIST'S DESCENT INTO HELL. [THE remarkable Poem of which this is a literal but faint representation, was ...
I RECOLLECT, that lately much I blamed, The sort of lover, avaricious named; And if in opposites we reason see, ...
Growing up, I propose, is like wearing a dead man's clothes. Death has a way of levelling the ground. I ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
LOUIS, what reck I by thee, Or Geordie on his ocean? Dyvor, beggar louns to me, I reign in Jeanie's ...
O HOW can I be blythe and glad, Or how can I gang brisk and braw, When the bonie lad ...
MARK yonder pomp of costly fashion Round the wealthy, titled bride: But when compar'd with real passion, Poor is all ...
WHEN biting Boreas, fell and dour, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r; When Phoebus gies a short-liv'd glow'r, Far south ...
GUID-MORNIN' to our Majesty! May Heaven augment your blisses On ev'ry new birth-day ye see, A humble poet wishes. My ...
Men of the High North, the wild sky is blazing; Islands of opal float on silver seas; Swift splendors kindle, ...
I weep for Adonais -he is dead! O, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds ...
I weep for Adonais--he is dead! Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
COME, my beloved, hear from me Tales of the woods or open sea. Let our aspiring fancy rise A wren's ...
Link by link I can disown no link.(R. Duncan) I search the passage someone sends & find a missal like ...
Said a Sov'reign to a Note, In the pocket of my coat, Where they met in a neat purse of ...
Her tawny eyes are onyx of thoughtlessness, Hardened they are like gems in ancient modesty; Yea, and her mouth's prudent ...
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