Peter Anderson And Co. (Henry Lawson Poem)
He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.', ...
He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.', ...
They were hanging men in Buckland who would not cheer King George - The parson from his pulpit and the ...
While you use your best endeavour to immortalise in verse The gambling and the drink which are your country's greatest ...
I When I considered it too closely, when I wore it like an element and smelt it like water, Life ...
"O passenger, pray list and catch Our sighs and piteous groans, Half stifled in this jumbled patch Of wrenched memorial ...
Other names from other scripture bended with the letter to the Colossians revealing a more human picture the man who ...
Amid the name of triumph Of love, of caring, the names of the king Were other names, troubling, incongruous, jarring ...
Phoebus, arise! And paint the sable skies With azure, white, and red: Rouse Memnon's mother from her Tithon's bed That ...
Love in a humor play'd the prodigal And bade my Senses to a solemn feast; Yet, more to grace the ...
O might those sighs and tears return again Into my breast and eyes, which I have spent, That I might ...
A Drunkard cannot meet a Cork Without a Revery -- And so encountering a Fly This January Day Jamaicas of ...
The Rose did caper on her cheek -- Her Bodice rose and fell -- Her pretty speech -- like drunken ...
Before the Roman came to Rye or out to Severn strode, The rolling English drunkard made the rolling English road. ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
When midnight comes a host of dogs and men Go out and track the badger to his den, And put ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman Once on an evening in a desolate place far from the madding crowds eternal strife I stood ...
O SWARMING city, city full of dreams, Where in a full day the spectre walks and speaks; Mighty colossus, in ...
Snow falls. The sky is grey, and sullenly glares With purple lights in the canyoned street. The fiery sign on ...
Children running into izba, Calling father, dripping sweat: "Daddy, daddy! come -- there is a Deadman caught inside our net." ...
All hail to Mr Murphy, he is a hero brave, That has crossed the mighty Atlantic wave, For what purpose ...
Grey drizzling mists the moorlands drape, Rain whitens the dead sea, From headland dim to sullen cape Grey sails creep ...
In my life I was the town drunkard; When I died the priest denied me burial In holy ground. The ...
How does it happen, tell me, That I who was the most erudite of lawyers, Who knew Blackstone and Coke ...
On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A Fisherman mends a glimmering net. Happy porpoises jump ...
from St. Ambrose He fears the tiger standing in his way. The tiger takes its time, it smiles and growls. ...
Fair is the wedded reign of Night and Day. Each rules a half of earth with different sway, Exchanging kingdoms, ...
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