My Curate’s Motor Bike (John O Brien Poems)
Before the lad invested we had comfort here indeed;Our lives were as an open book, and he who ran might ...
Before the lad invested we had comfort here indeed;Our lives were as an open book, and he who ran might ...
The rambling road to Danahey's it goes by hill and plain,It wanders in among the trees and wanders out again.It ...
An average man was Private Flynn, Good stuff for soldiering, no doubt;Troublesome when the drink was in, A quiet lad when it ...
A HUNDRED men think I am theirs when with them Idrink ale,But their presence fades away from me and their ...
The Midland Great Western is doing its best,And the circular ticket is safe in my vest;But I know that my ...
We heard the thrushes by the shore and sea, And saw the golden star's nativity, Then round we went the lane by ...
The Western sun, ere he sought his lair, Skimm'd the treetops, and ...
"Bill Dwiggins had been Billy thirty years,A boyish name which piqued his clever wife,As if her man were ticketed light-weightOut ...
The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day; The score stood four to two, with but one inning ...
"Through two small windows sunshine slanted in To die upon the splintery schoolroom floor, While the October gusts whipped dirt ...
Half a league, half a league, football league, 0nward.In fifteen char-a-bancs rode the 600. This is the tale of a ...
IThe double-blossomed peach-trees with rosy bloom were gayWhen grandpa rode beneath them upon his courting way,From the white gate to ...
Mr Bodge, the banker, was a power in the land;His city bank had granted him an autocratic hand; For our ...
Didn't know Flynn,--Flynn of Virginia,--Long as he's been 'yar?Look 'ee here, stranger,Whar HEV you been?Here in this tunnel He was ...
The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day; The score stood four to two, with but one inning ...
The clover was in blossom, an' the year was at the June, When Flap-jack Billy hit the town, likewise O'Flynn's ...
Now Fireman Flynn met Hank the Finn where lights of Lust-land glow; "Let's leave," says he, "the lousy sea, and ...
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