‘Possum’ A Lay of New Chumland (Henry Lawson Poems)
SO YER trav'lin' for yer pleasure while yer writin' for the press?An' yer huntin' arter "copy"?-well, I've heer'd o' that. ...
SO YER trav'lin' for yer pleasure while yer writin' for the press?An' yer huntin' arter "copy"?-well, I've heer'd o' that. ...
It has been cool so far for December, but of course the colddoesn't last long down here. The Bible is ...
West Fifty-third was still Hell's Kitchenthe summer I first came to town,Eleventh Avenue was boarded up,the West Side Drive was ...
'Tis strange to live a year or two in SydneyAnd get acquaint with all its Nonpareils;To dine with people of ...
Look in the mirror. Let us both look.Here is my naked body.Apparently you like it,I have no reason to.Who bound ...
A riot is the language of the unheard.-martin luther kingJohn Cabot, out of Wilma, once a Wycliffe,all whitebluerose below his ...
The little cottage stood alone, the prideOf solitude surrounded every side.Bean fields in blossom almost reached the wall;A garden with ...
A Dramatic Lyric. A BACHELOR of common type, I sit me down before the fire And take my after-dinner pipe, ...
Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me your ears. I have a story to tell.Lend me your ears, if you've not got ...
I had written him a letter which I had for want of betterKnowledge given to a partner by the name ...
You have bearded the lion in his den,You have singed the original cricketUpon his own hearth, and beaten his menOn ...
Hello, old cobber. Well, what's on your mind? You're lookin' awful gloomy and mysteriousDone in your dough? The horses been ...
'Twas a dirty night, 'twas a dirty trickWhen our ship turned over in the AtlanticIt was the schooner Hesperous - ...
I think a great deal too much fussHas been aroused 'mid all of us About this crude economist John T.And ...
Tonight this house speaks to methrough the creaking in the cupboardsand the refrigerator's humming.Believe me, when this house shakesunder my ...
En l'an trentiesme do mon aage Que toutes mes hontes j'ay beues... PIPIT sate upright in her chair Some distance ...
In London City I evade For charming Burlington Arcade - For thee in youth I met a maid By name ...
Authors and actors and artists and such Never know nothing, and never know much. Sculptors and singers and those of ...
I was making my way home late one night this summer, when I staggered into a snow drift. Her eyes ...
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