Laudabunt Alii (Archibald Ernest Currie Poems)
There are some that long for a limpid lake by a blue Italian shore, Or a palm-grove out where the ...
There are some that long for a limpid lake by a blue Italian shore, Or a palm-grove out where the ...
Prince of the race whose Empire is the Sea, We welcome ...
Great captains of the bygone days, — Whose spirits 'mid our spirits lurk, —Who fearless trod the ocean ways, Look ...
Not for their grandsires' homes they fell, — For names passed down from sire to son;Not for the soil ...
BOMBAY Royal and Dower-royal, I the Queen Fronting thy richest sea with richer hands -- A thousand mills roar through ...
You ask me, why, tho' ill at ease, Within this region I subsist, Whose spirits falter in the mist, And ...
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