The Vanguard [1] (Henry Lawson Poems)
While the crippled cruisers stagger where the blind horizon dips,And the ocean ooze is rising round the sunken battle-ships,While the ...
While the crippled cruisers stagger where the blind horizon dips,And the ocean ooze is rising round the sunken battle-ships,While the ...
First old Minna, bent and lowly, Eyes with weeping nearly blind;Pessyeh-Tsvaitel, slowly, slowly, With the yarn creeps on behind.On the holy book ...
1.I AM a little weary of my life—Not thy life, blessed Father! Or the bloodToo slowly laves the coral shores ...
An die FreudeFreude, schoener Goetterfunken,Tochter aus Elysium,Wir betreten feuertrunken,Himmlische, dein Heiligtum.Deine Zauber binden wiederWas der Mode Schwert geteiltBettler werden FuerstenbruederWo ...
When everything was fineAnd the notion of sin had vanishedAnd the earth was readyIn universal peaceTo consume and rejoiceWithout creeds ...
The ducks are clacking by the brook;The sun is hot, but cool their feathers look.Ducks do not plan ambitious schemes:Their ...
'Twixt the coastline and the border lay the town of Grog-an'-Grumble In the days before the bushman was a dull ...
(For Eleanor Rogers Cox) For blows on the fort of evil That never shows a breach, For terrible life-long races ...
All this was written on the next day's list. On which the busyness unfurled its cursive roots, pale but effective, ...
The jubilation still rising the awakening of a nation history changing while the world is watching Yet there are more ...
Would it be really true that the dominoes were falling that we were witnessing an end of the time of ...
Eight straight ain't it great A nation in joy because of our boys Won in strong fashion with luck, pitching ...
The cliff sprang from the sea at end of Hostel Beach, if the tide was out you'd reach a tiny ...
Because the rhymes I make for raiment Fail to avail its meed of payment, I fain must make my well-worn ...
"If you repent," the Parson said," Your sins will be forgiven. Aye, even on your dying bed You're not too ...
To Dawson Town came Percy Brown from London on the Thames. A pane of glass was in his eye, and ...
Said President MacConnachie to Treasurer MacCall: "We ought to have a piper for our next Saint Andrew's Ball. Yon squakin' ...
Only mouths are we. Who sings the distant heart which safely exists in the center of all things? His giant ...
Whom will you cry to, heart? More and more lonely, your path struggles on through incomprehensible mankind. All the more ...
A rainbow comes pouring into my window, I am electrified. Songs burst from my breast, all my crying stops, mistory ...
When everything was fine And the notion of sin had vanished And the earth was ready In universal peace To ...
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