The Roaring Days (Henry Lawson Poem)
The night too quickly passes And we are growing old, So let us fill our glasses And toast the Days ...
The night too quickly passes And we are growing old, So let us fill our glasses And toast the Days ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
1901 ". . . and will supply details to guard the Blood River Bridge." District Orders-Lines of Communication, South African ...
Peace is the heir of dead desire, Whether abundance killed the cormorant In a happy hour, or sleep or death ...
Breathe not, hid Heart: cease silently, And though thy birth-hour beckons thee, Sleep the long sleep: The Doomsters heap Travails ...
MANY a guest I'd see to-day, Met to taste my dishes! Food in plenty is prepar'd, Birds, and game, and ...
[This Cantata was written for Prince Frederick of Gotha, and set to music by Winter, the Prince singing the part ...
ONCE two persons uninvited Came to join my dinner table; For the nonce they lived united, Fox and crane yclept ...
Gettin' together to smile an' rejoice, An' eatin' an' laughin' with folks of your choice; An' kissin' the girls an' ...
if we only knew the healing of our witness standing with them sitting in silence in real presence such healing ...
Not just with our presence our voices on Sunday mornings Worship with our hands offering assistance in serving our neighbors ...
A small church long past its birth stained windows, stained ceilings, dark stain on the pews dark runners on the ...
Smiles in the greetings, the easy feel a family gathers, another night of the Agape Café. Song and words Stories, ...
Not a Gorton's Fisherman, no he doesn't have the hands, the weathered brow, the smell of fish, or the sound ...
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
The mystery of a smile that glows within your eyes and is framed in an innocent countenance passes not unheeded. ...
It seldom snowed they said, perhaps they're right although seldom was never in that endless summer which tightened a fiery ...
Even from afar came shouts of recognition joyful voices rang across the years disdained and faces of our childhood unforgot ...
Ah, the aromas of that conversation, the brimming, cappuccino smile swirled in chocolate rich and cinnamoned, the gentle coffee curlicues ...
...Preamble A rough draft for an ars poetica . . . . . . . Let's get our dreams unstuck ...
"Are you deaf, Father William!" the young man said, "Did you hear what I told you just now? "Excuse me ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
Some singers sing of ladies' eyes, And some of ladies lips, Refined ones praise their ladylike ways, And course ones ...
Over the fields we go, through the sweets of the purple clover, That letters a message for us as for ...
'Twas summer, when softly the breezes were blowing, And Hudson majestic so sweetly was flowing, The groves rang with music ...
I have opened the window to warm my hands on the sill Where the sunlight soaks in the stone: the ...
Here was a man who watched the river flow Past the huge town, one gray November day. Round him in ...
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