Peter Anderson And Co. (Henry Lawson Poem)
He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.', ...
He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.', ...
The boom and blare of the big brass band is cheering to my heart And I like the smell of ...
Like primitives we buried the cat with his bowl. Bare-handed we scraped sand and gravel back into the hole. They ...
The Word came down to Dives in Torment where he lay: "Our World is full of wickedness, My Children maim ...
1891 There were thirty million English who talked of England's might, There were twenty broken troopers who lacked a bed ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
I know what the caged bird feels, alas! When the sun is bright on the upland slopes; When the wind ...
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Oh, weep not, love! each tear that springs In those dear eyes of thine, To me a keener suffering brings, ...
O weep not, love! each tear that springs In those dear eyes of thine, To me a keener suffering brings ...
Matron! the children of whose love, Each to his grave, in youth have passed, And now the mould is heaped ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...
OF all the numerous ills that hurt our peace, That press the soul, or wring the mind with anguish Beyond ...
Nolueram, Belinda, tuos violare capillos; Sedjuvat, hoc precibus me tribuisse tuis. (Martial, Epigrams 12.84) What dire offence from am'rous causes ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Two universes mosey down the street Connected by love and a leash and nothing else. Mostly I look at lamplight ...
Come, for the dusk is our own; let us fare forth together, With a quiet delight in our hearts for ...
Once in a while a curious weed unknown to me, Needing a name from my books; Once in a while ...
The forward youth that would appear Must now forsake his Muses dear, Nor in the shadows sing His numbers languishing. ...
An Horatian Ode upon Cromwell's Return From Ireland The forward youth that would appear Must now forsake his muses dear, ...
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