Abram Morrison (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
'Midst the men and things which willHaunt an old man's memory still,Drollest, quaintest of them all,With a boy's laugh I ...
Poems about grafting (20 Poems)
The Apple Tree (Hattie Howard Poems)
Has ever a tree from the earth upsprung Around whose body have children clung, Whose bounteous branches the birds among Have pecked the ...
The Master Of The Grange (Hattie Howard Poems)
The type of enterprise is he, Of sense and thrift and toil; Who reckons less on pedigree Than rich, productive soil; And no "blue ...
Write by Return (Henry Lawson Poems)
CLERK, corresponding, "Rooster and Comb",Here I sit idle "Thinking of home";I must be grafting- Living to earn,More correspondence, "Write by return."Clerk in employ of "Shoddy ...
Poor Angels (Edward Hirsch Poems)
At this hour the soul floats weightlesslythrough the city streets, speechless and invisible,astonished by the smoky blend of grays and ...
Brigalow Mick (Harry Breaker Morant Poems)
A dandy old horserman is Brigalow Mick- Which his name, sir, is Michael O'Dowd -Whatever he's riding, when timber is thick, He ...
Paddy McGee (Harry Breaker Morant Poems)
What are you doing now, Paddy Magee?Grafting, or spelling now, Paddy Magee?Breaking, or branding?Or overlanding,Out on the sand ridges, Paddy ...
The Painter Of Florence (Ernest Jones Poems)
THERE'S a mansion old 'mid the hills of the west,So old, that men know not by whom it was built;But ...
Judith. (Daniel Baker Poems)
I. Speak, Muse, whom wilt thou sing? What mighty Man, what King, Upon the Stage what Hero wilt thou bring, ...
It Was Never Contemplated (C J Dennis Poems)
When old ADAM bit the apple, And thereafter had to grappleWith hard toil to earn ...
The Loading of the Pride (Edwin James Brady Poems)
CLIPPER ship, the Pride of Commerce, loading now with hides and wool, Advertised to sail on Monday -- stevedore must ...
Across the Western Plains I Must Wander (Anonymous Oceania Poems)
It's ah ! for my grog, my jolly, jolly grog,It's ah ! for my beer and tobacco;I spent all my ...
A Lesson for our Times (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The prodigal, all of us a lesson for our times in this day and age, a chastening in the telling ...
Abiding in His Love (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Abiding in the vine, living connected sustained, fed, by the love of God abiding in His love, walking, journeying in ...
Hooded Hangmen (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A stark image on the screen a cluster of hangmen, black hoods, hiding their faces the guilty unhooded, ready to ...
Silence was the Remedy (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not a punishment, not in so many words that wasn't what Gabriel had in mind, not in this case, unbelief ...
Anticipating (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They are downstairs, away from my office romping and shouting, in the living room I hear their squeals, their play, ...
On The Critical Attitude (Bertolt Brecht Poem)
The critical attitude Strikes many people as unfruitful That is because they find the state Impervious to their criticism But ...
Epilogue (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
Between the wave-ridge and the strand I let you forth in sight of land, Songs that with storm-crossed wings and ...
To Stella, Who Collected and Transcribed His Poems (Jonathan Swift Poems)
As, when a lofty pile is raised, We never hear the workmen praised, Who bring the lime, or place the ...