Bill (C J Dennis Poems)
Gentle brother, answer truly, Tell what you be.But, I pray, tax not unduly Your sagacitee.Is your brand u-ni-fi-cation -Is't, or ...
Gentle brother, answer truly, Tell what you be.But, I pray, tax not unduly Your sagacitee.Is your brand u-ni-fi-cation -Is't, or ...
I ain't the kind of bloke as takes to any steady job;I drives me bottle cart around the town;A bloke ...
Campin' round Coonamble.Keepin' up the strike,Through the black soil countryPlugging on the 'bike';Half a thousand shearers,What had we to gainCampin' ...
THE tenderness and sanctity of HomePervade the haunts of men from pole to pole;While cottage, castle, and imperial domeAlike demand ...
I have a tree, a graft of Love,That in my heart has taken root;Sad are the buds and blooms thereof,And ...
I can conceive no heav'nly blissMore perfectly complete than this: To sit and smoke and idly chew Reflection's cud, with ...
In GaryThe Millsfeaston ore and men . . .Like potbellied hoboesthe mills snorelying face upwardon the north horizontheir breathlike winter ...
As soon as night descends, we meet.Remorse my memories releases.The demons of the past compete,And draw and tear my heart ...
The nursery fire burns brightly, crackling in cheerful little explosions and trails of sparks up the back of the chimney. ...
It is stuffy in the steerage where the second-classers sleep, For there's near a hundred for'ard, and they're stowed away ...
"Tout aux tavernes et aux filles." Suppose you screeve? or go cheap-jack? Or fake the broads? or fig a nag? ...
Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
1 O TO make the most jubilant poem! Even to set off these, and merge with these, the carols of ...
A WOMAN waits for me-she contains all, nothing is lacking, Yet all were lacking, if sex were lacking, or if ...
Foster the light nor veil the manshaped moon, Nor weather winds that blow not down the bone, But strip the ...
WE are desert leagues apart; Time is misty ages now Since the warmth of heart to heart Chased the shadows ...
I ain't the kind of bloke as takes to any steady job; I drives me bottle cart around the town; ...
In these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells, And ever-musing melancholy reigns; What means this tumult in ...
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