One Hundred and Three (Henry Lawson Poems)
With the frame of a man, and the face of a boy, and a manner strangely wild,And the great, wide, ...
With the frame of a man, and the face of a boy, and a manner strangely wild,And the great, wide, ...
Come, take the tenner, doctor . . . yes, I know the bill says "five,"But it ain't as if you'd ...
Out for a walk, after a week in bed,I find them tearing up part of my blockAnd, chilled through, dazed ...
The old men in the olden days,Who thought and worked in simple ways,Believed in God and sought His praise.They looked ...
A late snow beatsWith cold white fists upon the tenements -Hurriedly drawing blinds and shutters,Like tall old slatternsPulling aprons about ...
1The ticking-- ticking-- ticking of the clock--!That vexed me so last night--! "For though Time keepsSuch drowsy watch," I moaned, ...
Plain homespun,remember,the days when? But that was grain in the palmthe nearness, warmth and hungerwe heaped!Our trembling lipstestingthe silencein silence. A ...
I'm learning to say thank you.And I'm learning to say please.And I'm learning to use Kleenex,Not my sweater, when I ...
IF He's an Author who to PaperSets Pen, and squeezes out some Sense;Then He who just can cut a Caper,A ...
Oh, my brothers do not wrangle. When the sweets of office dangle At a most inviting angle ...
Leah Sublime,Goddess above me!Snake of the slimeAlostrael, love me!Our master, the devilProspers the revel.Tread with your footMy heart til it ...
In these days, every mother's son or daughter Writes verse, which no one reads except the writer, ...
BLUE skies mighty temptin', an' the sunbeams coaxin', too,An' my wo'k is gettin' harder ebery day;Ain't a-takin' any int'rest in ...
Hawk or shrike has done this deedOf downy feathers: rueful sight!Sweet sentimentalist, inviteYour bosom's Power to intercede.So hard it seems ...
In Memory of Dennis Turner, 1946-1984 A hook shot kisses the rim and hangs there, helplessly, but doesn't drop, and ...
In Memory of Dennis Turner, 1946-1984 A hook shot kisses the rim and hangs there, helplessly, but doesn't drop, and ...
Molded and shaped Specks of the rocks they once were Packed and organized in the buckets Like the seconds of ...
WEE, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi' ...
On Turning her up in her Nest with the Plough Wee, sleekit, cow'rin', tim'rous beastie, O what a panic's in ...
1 When the world turns completely upside down You say we'll emigrate to the Eastern Shore Aboard a river-boat from ...
Make my grave shape of heart so like a flower be free aired & handsome felt, Grave root pillow, tung ...
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