The Uplift (A B Banjo Paterson Poems)
When the drays are bogged and sinking, then it's no use sitting thinking, You must put the teams together and ...
When the drays are bogged and sinking, then it's no use sitting thinking, You must put the teams together and ...
IFair Lucille, my love is warmAs the honey-bees that swarmIn the June-time, happy time,In the June-time, summer's prime;Oh, my love ...
Full of wrath was Hiawatha When he came into the village, Found the people in confusion, Heard of all the ...
You shall hear how Hiawatha Prayed and fasted in the forest, Not for greater skill in hunting, Not for greater ...
Never stoops the soaring vulture On his quarry in the desert, On the sick or wounded bison, But another vulture, ...
Sing, O Song of Hiawatha, Of the happy days that followed, In the land of the Ojibways, In the pleasant ...
Here come I to my own again, Fed, forgiven and known again, Claimed by bone of my bone again And ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
Answer July -- Where is the Bee -- Where is the Blush -- Where is the Hay? Ah, said July ...
It is a sultry day; the sun has drank The dew that lay upon the morning grass, There is no ...
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide ...
1 A SONG of the good green grass! A song no more of the city streets; A song of farms-a ...
1 COME closer to me; Push close, my lovers, and take the best I possess; Yield closer and closer, and ...
1 O TO make the most jubilant poem! Even to set off these, and merge with these, the carols of ...
COME down, O maid, from yonder mountain height: What pleasure lives in height (the shepherd sang), In height and cold, ...
So was their sanctuary violated, So their fair college turned to hospital; At first with all confusion: by and by ...
Come down, O maid, from yonder mountain height: What pleasure lives in height (the shepherd sang) In height and cold, ...
See, he sitteth on his mat Sitteth there upright, With the grace with which he sat While he saw the ...
There came a whisper down the Bland between the dawn and dark, Above the tossing of the pines, above the ...
Now the autumn maize is growing, Now the corn-cob fills, Where the Little River flowing Winds among the hills. Over ...
America, from a grain of maize you grew to crown with spacious lands the ocean foam. A grain of maize ...
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