Above Crow’s Nest [Sydney] (Henry Lawson Poems)
A BLANKET low and leaden, Though rent across the west,Whose darkness seems to deaden The brightest and the best;A sunset white and ...
A BLANKET low and leaden, Though rent across the west,Whose darkness seems to deaden The brightest and the best;A sunset white and ...
How long had I sat there and had not beheldThe gleam of the glow-worm till something compelled!...The heaven was starless, ...
Here am I-breathing,Working,LivingAnd Writing my poetry(My best to it giving).Life and I glowerAcross at each other,and with it I strugglewith ...
There is a legend of an old Hartz tower That tells of one, a noble, who had sold His soul unto the ...
,Like a Sun, in his last deep hour;Watched the magnificent recession ...
New formed Adam of the reddish earth, Exilde from Eden, Paradice of pleasure By Gods decree cast down to woes ...
A fiddler sits, wha has never been seen, On the ledgin' o' Boglebriggs;An' aye when the clock strikes the midnicht ...
Frae the schulehoose that sat at the heid o' the green,To the fit o' the toon where the smiddy was ...
I.—THIS SIDE AN' THAT.The rich man sat in his father's seat—Purple an' linen, an' a'thing fine!The puir man lay at ...
May 16: 1568Blow from the North, thou bitter North wind,Blow over the western bay,Where Nith and Eden and Esk run ...
I. Mouths have they, but they speak not: Yet something in the certainty of faith ...
What maks ye sae canty, granny dear?Has some kin' body been for ye to speir?Ye luik as smilin an' fain ...
I take my pen in handthere was a meadowBeside a field of oats, beside a wood,Beside a road, beside a ...
We have heard of the mythical lands of the East And of caliphs and sultans galore;Of Haroun al Raschid, of ...
Is wee Jamie waukin' yet? Lyin' unco lang;Better cuddlin' in his bed When his mammy's thrang.Here he's comin' ow'r the ...
Old Father Time, one day In his study, so they say, Was indulging in a surreptitious nap, When from his ...
I "Soul! Shall I see thy face," she said, "In one brief hour? And away with thee from a loveless ...
(1) a great man there was a great man so great he couldn't be criticised in the light who died ...
Lone amid the cafe's cheer, Sad of heart am I to-night; Dolefully I drink my beer, But no single line ...
The young maricones and the horny muchachas, The big fat widows delirious from insomnia, The young wives thirty hours' pregnant, ...
A Song in Chinese Tapestries "How, how," he said. "Friend Chang," I said, "San Francisco sleeps as the dead- Ended ...
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