Jack Cornstalk in his Teens (Henry Lawson Poems)
"If not in the Garden, he had in the ark,To neither the beasts' nor the passengers' joy.Full many a boyish and monkeyish ...
"If not in the Garden, he had in the ark,To neither the beasts' nor the passengers' joy.Full many a boyish and monkeyish ...
"Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound,We stumbled on a stationary voice,And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from the palace' ...
Thou, run to the dry on this wayside bank,Too plainly of all the propellers bereft!Quenched youth, and is that thy ...
SEE his black nose snubbed back, pressed over like a whale's blow-holes,As if his nostrils were going to curve ...
Yea peoples of the earth, put not your trust In princes, nor in any child of man Set over you ...
The goblet is sparkling with purpled-tinged wine, Bright glistens the eye of each guest,When into the hall comes the Minstrel ...
The brazen bells of laughing lands In swelling echoes wildly ring, And over seas and ...
A touch of the plain and the prairie, A bit of the Motherland, too; A strain of the ...
(With Apologies)HOW dear to my heart is the bank roll departed,The five-spots and tens in the strong rubber band,The yellow ...
When the kindly hours of darkness, save for light of moon and star, Hide the picture on the signboard over ...
One more Unfortunate, Weary of breath, Rashly importunate, Gone to her death! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care; ...
"You ought to have seen what I saw on my way To the village, through Mortenson's pasture to-day: Blueberries as ...
Equality is absolute or no. Nothing between can stand. We are the sons Of the same sire, or madness breaks ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
(As Distinguished by an Italian Person of Quality) I Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare, ...
THOU'S 1 welcome, wean; mishanter fa' me, If thoughts o' thee, or yet thy mamie, Shall ever daunton me or ...
I. I stand on the mark beside the shore Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee, Where exile turned to ...
Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound, We stumbled on a stationary voice, And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from ...
The goblet is sparkling with purpled-tinged wine, Bright glistens the eye of each guest, When into the hall comes the ...
My little Son, who look'd from thoughtful eyes And moved and spoke in quiet grown-up wise, Having my law the ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
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