The Cambaroora Star (Henry Lawson Poem)
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy ...
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy ...
Too late, alas! the song To remedy the wrong; -- The rooms are taken from us, swept and garnished for ...
1891 There were thirty million English who talked of England's might, There were twenty broken troopers who lacked a bed ...
O SORROW! Why dost borrow The natural hue of health, from vermeil lips?-- To give maiden blushes To the white ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
On the idle hill of summer, Sleepy with the flow of streams, Far I hear the steady drummer Drumming like ...
And your sunny years with a gracious wife Have brought you a daughter dear. "I watched her to-day; a more ...
(E. L. G.) BENEATH a knap where flown Nestlings play, Within walls of weathered stone, Far away From the files ...
I I saw a slowly-stepping train -- Lined on the brows, scoop-eyed and bent and hoar -- Following in files ...
The reams and reams of paper the trees in the cabinets files after files lives written down The trees that ...
Too focused on myself claiming that I am busy taking on the world when I should be seeking love following ...
Letting go of my plans surrendering my will turning to the calling of God Using the gifts I have received ...
Yesterday, today, each time I walked by a tiny bit of down, a feather nestled in the gutter, in the ...
At the start of the day, a few hours of rest, without agenda or timeline, without to do's and phones ...
A sick ten year old thought of me, before herself this afternoon, in the quiet of the house knowing my ...
Meticulous was the word That came to mom and me Simultaneously to describe Dad and how he approached almost Everything ...
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown, Of thee, from the hill-top looking down; And the heifer, that lows ...
Of all the Souls that stand create -- I have elected -- One -- When Sense from Spirit -- files ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
"O CAM ye here the fight to shun, Or herd the sheep wi' me, man? Or were ye at the ...
Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers The golden lights go out . . . The yellow windows darken, ...
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
O lonely heart so timid of approach, Like the shy tropic flower that shuts its lips To the faint touch ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
I. THEIR BASIC SAVAGERY Fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room, Barrel-house kings, with feet unstable, Sagged and reeled and ...
(Being a Chant of the American Soap-Box and the Russian Revolution.) O market square, O slattern place, Is glory in ...
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