The Last Room (Bliss William Carman Poems)
THERE, close the door!I shall not need these lodgings any more.Now that I go, dismantled wall and floorReproach me and ...
THERE, close the door!I shall not need these lodgings any more.Now that I go, dismantled wall and floorReproach me and ...
Now deserted are the roads Where awhile the lovers went;Vacant are the field-abodes Where a vivid ...
784Bereaved of all, I went abroad -No less bereaved was IUpon a New Peninsula -The Grave preceded me -Obtained my ...
Brave lodgings for one, brave lodgings for one,A few feet of cold earth, when life is done;A stone at the ...
He'd been for years in Sydney "a-acting of the goat", His name was Joseph Swallow, "the Great Australian Pote", In ...
The Fire at Tranter Sweatley's THEY had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and ...
They had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and flings; But she bode wi' ...
Bereaved of all, I went abroad -- No less bereaved was I Upon a New Peninsula -- The Grave preceded ...
There are certain things -a spider, a ghost, The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three - That I hate, but ...
There are certain things--as, a spider, a ghost, The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three-- That I hate, but the ...
It could be the name of a prehistoric beast that roamed the Paleozoic earth, rising up on its hind legs ...
Bird-watching colonels on the old sea wall, Down here at Dawlish where the slow trains crawl: Low tide lifting, on ...
Every morning, as I walk down From my dreary lodgings, toward the town, I see at a window, near the ...
(To Paul Sykes, author of 'Sweet Agony') He demolished five doors at a sitting And topped it off with an ...
Time that is moved by little fidget wheels Is not my time, the flood that does not flow. Between the ...
I rode one evening with Count Maddalo Upon the bank of land which breaks the flow Of Adria towards Venice: ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
But anxious cares the pensive nymph oppress'd, And secret passions labour'd in her breast. Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd ...
There was a rich old gentleman Lived on a lonely moor in Switzerland, And he was very hard to the ...
As I stood upon the sandy beach One morn near Pentland Ferry, I saw a beautiful brigantine, And all her ...
Clora come view my Soul, and tell Whether I have contriv'd it well. Now all its several lodgings lye Compos'd ...
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