The Island: Canto II. (Lord George Gordon Byron Poems)
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
1876Sunning ourselves in October on a dayBalmy as spring, though the year was in decay,I lading my pipe, she stirring ...
The last walls of shame fell,And we rejoiced…And we danced…And we were blessed with the signing of the peace of ...
"Read out the names!" and Burke sat back, And Kelly drooped his head. While Shea--they call him Scholar Jack-- Went down the list ...
This is the tale that was told to me,By a battered and shattered son of the sea-To me and my ...
I am an atheist who says his prayers.I am an anarchist, and a full professor at that. I take the ...
The Story of White Man Leading Viet Cong Patrol-AP Dispatch, Des Moines Register, August 4, 1968The slain enemy resembledan American ...
John Brown in Kansas settled, like a steadfast Yankee farmer, Brave and godly, with four sons, all stalwart men ...
Hard to say where he came from-Maybe the Great DivideWhere die sun like a golden raindropRolls down Kiandra side,Or down ...
Hark to the guns, one a penny, two a penny, hotcross buns,Cannons and shells, Bombardier Wells, Looting and shooting, and ...
This is the tale of NortonWho vowed a vow, by zounds,To catch the varlet GardinerAnd win a thousand pounds. "Come ...
Now when, beneath the riotous drinking,The witches found the liquor sinkingSo low their ladles couldn't reach it,The blacksmith with a ...
The sea was calm, cloudless the sky They kept the watch with eagle eye;Hard by the shore were resting in ...
IT was thick with Prussian troopers, it was foul with German guns;Every tree that cast a shadow was a sheltering ...
When first I came to Sydney CoveAnd up and down the streets did rove,I thought such sights I ne'er did ...
As I was spittin' into the Ditch aboard o' the Crocodile, I seed a man on a man-o'-war got up ...
One thousand more of our best and brightest our nation's treasure, spent in the streets, in the dust of that ...
They stand on guard once more in harm's way in hostile lands answering the nation's call on point in the ...
Ye sons of Great Britain, come join with me, And sing in praise of Sir Garnet Wolseley; Sound drums and ...
'Twas on the 22nd of March, in the year 1885, That the Arabs rushed like a mountain torrent in full ...
Ye sons of Mars, come join with me, And sing in praise of Sir Herbert Stewart's little army, That made ...
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