What It Comes To (John Hartley Poems)
Young Alick gate wed, as all gradely chaps do, An tuk Sally for better or war;A daycenter felly ne'er foller'd a ...
Young Alick gate wed, as all gradely chaps do, An tuk Sally for better or war;A daycenter felly ne'er foller'd a ...
Gie me a little humble cot, A bit o' garden graand,Set in some quiet an' sheltered spot, Wi' hills an' trees all ...
The wind croons under the icicled eaves— Croons and mutters a wordless song,And the old elm chafes its skeleton leaves Against the ...
Alone to the nursery crept I one night-The fire rose and fell with a flickering light;Outside the wind thundered and ...
Now that the chill October day is declining,Pull the blinds, draw each voluminous curtainTill the room is full of gloom ...
October. Here in this dank, unfamiliar kitchenI study my father's embarrassed young man's face.Sheepish grin, he holds in one hand ...
In his great cushioned chair by the fenderAn old man sits dreaming to-night,His withered hands, licked by the tender,Warm rays ...
'Tis years, soubrette, since last we met; And yet—ah, yet, how swift and tenderMy thoughts go back in time's dull ...
THE Room is getting cold, one gas-light burns And the fire is now a monotonous red glow ; The old ...
Never since the race was started,Had a boy in any clime,Cause to be so thankful-hearted,As the boys of present time.Not ...
" A norrible tale I'm going to tell Of the woeful tragedy which befell A family that once resided In ...
A much-discerning Public hold The Singer generally sings And prints and sells his past for gold. Whatever I may here ...
All the endings in my life rise up against me like that sea of troubles Shakespeare mixed with metaphors; like ...
A horse in the small pasture beside the barn a Chevy in the grass hidden from view almost behind the ...
'Tis years, soubrette, since last we met; And yet--ah, yet, how swift and tender My thoughts go back in time's ...
October. Here in this dank, unfamiliar kitchen I study my father's embarrassed young man's face. Sheepish grin, he holds in ...
The only thing I miss about Los Angeles is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and radio blaring bearing ...
HEAR, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots, Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;- If there's a hole in a' your coats, ...
MOORING POSTS 1 The mooring posts marked on the South Leeds map Of 1908 still line the Aire's side, huge, ...
A story, a story! (Let it go. Let it come.) I was stamped out like a Plymouth fender into this ...
The Half-Soled-Boots-With-Toecaps-Child Walked out into the street And splashed in all the pubbles till She had such shocking feet The ...
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