A Christ-child Day in Australia (Ethel Turner Poems)
A COPPER concave of a skyHangs high above my head.Vague thunder sullenly goes byWith dragging, muffled tread.The hot air faints ...
A COPPER concave of a skyHangs high above my head.Vague thunder sullenly goes byWith dragging, muffled tread.The hot air faints ...
THEIR looks for me are bitter, And bitter is their word-I may not glance behind unseen, I may not sigh unheard!So fare ...
I have a little boy at home,A pretty little son;I think sometimes the world is mineIn him, my only one.But ...
My neighbor lives on the hill, And I in the valley dwell, My neighbor must look down on me, Must I look up?--ah, ...
The sunburnt terraces which swans make homewith water purling, Macchu Pichu diedlike Delphi long ago-a message to Justinian closing it ...
O, FRIEND! whose heart the grave doth shroud from human joy or woe, Know'st thou who wanders by thy tomb, ...
YOUTH took one summer day his lyre, And idly struck each golden wire; Just as fancy bade him play Rose ...
A COPPER concave of a sky Hangs high above my head. Vague thunder sullenly goes by With dragging, ...
FOR A PICTURE BY E. BURNE JONES IHabes tota quod mente petisti Infelix. IN deep vague spaces of the ...
WHEN my life has enough of love, and my spirit enough of mirth,When the ocean no longer beckons me, when ...
A something, not of earth or sky, Beside me walks the ways I go, And I--I never truly ...
THAT year? Yes, doubtless I remember still,-- Though why take count of every wind that blows! 'T was plain, ...
Well now I'm just a poor young boyAnd these girls 'bout to drive me wildYeah I'm just a poor young ...
Some men affect a liking For the prim in face and mind,And some prefer the striking And the loud in ...
Hill people turn to their hills; Sea-folk are sick for the sea:Thou art my land and my country, And my ...
Along Ancona's hills the shimmering heat, A tropic tide of air with ebb and flow Bathes all the fields of ...
O hapless day! O wretched day! I hoped you'd pass me by-- Alas, the years have sneaked away And all ...
Lancaster bore him--such a little town, Such a great man. It doesn't see him often Of late years, though he ...
How blest the land that counts among Her sons so many good and wise, To execute great feats of tongue ...
1 TO conclude-I announce what comes after me; I announce mightier offspring, orators, days, and then, for the present, depart. ...
My dream had never died or lived again. As in some mystic middle state I lay; Seeing I saw not, ...
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