The Golden Game (Norman Rowland Gale Poems)
If ever there was a Golden Game To brace the nerves, to cure repining, To put the Dumps to flight and shame, It's ...
If ever there was a Golden Game To brace the nerves, to cure repining, To put the Dumps to flight and shame, It's ...
I hate the pen, the foolscap fair, The poet's corner, and the page,For Grief and Death are written there, In every land ...
'I lay my branch of laurel down.Then thus to form Apollo's crown.Let every other bring his own.'~Lord Thurlow's lines to ...
Like boys that run behind the loaded wainFor the mere joy of riding back again,When summer from the meadow carts ...
THERE'S such a lot of work to do, for such a troubled head!I'm scribbling this against a book, with foolscap ...
I do not doubt you.I know you love me.It is a fact of your indoor face,A true fancy of your ...
When hawthorn buds are creaming white, And the red foolscap all stuck with may,Then lasses walk with eyes alight, And ...
West and away the wheels of darkness roll, Day's beamy banner up the east is borne,Spectres and fears, the nightmare ...
I do not doubt you. I know you love me. It is a fact of your indoor face, A true ...
If all the trees in all the woods were men; And each and every blade of grass a pen; If ...
The mountains in fantastic lines Sweep, blue-white, to the sky, which shines Blue as blue gems; athwart the pines The ...
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