The Long Road West (Henry Herbert Knibbs Poems)
Once I heard a Hobo, singing by the tie-trail,Squatting by the red rail rusty with the dew:Singing of the firelight, ...
Once I heard a Hobo, singing by the tie-trail,Squatting by the red rail rusty with the dew:Singing of the firelight, ...
HER sails are furled and her anchor's down. The lamps are lighted in Melbourne town; I'll spend my money on ...
Swashin' down the quarter-deck, scuppers runnin' free,All th' gang in workin' white, happy as c'n be;Smell o' coffee comin' through ...
If ever I quit this goin' t' sea,An' cease th' world t' roam,An' old dame fortune smiles on me;I'll build ...
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