The Old Play (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
IIN an old play-house, in an old play,In an old piece that has been done to death,We dance, kind ladies, ...
IIN an old play-house, in an old play,In an old piece that has been done to death,We dance, kind ladies, ...
(March 4, 1913)Thine aid, O Muse, I consciously beseech;I crave thy succour, ask for thine assistanceThat men may cry: 'Some ...
I know not how I found you With your wild hair a-blow, Nor why the world around you Would never let me ...
What wonder this?—we ask the lympid well,O earth! of thee—and from thy solemn wombWhat yieldest thou?—is there life in the ...
What are these women up to? They've gone and strung Drapes over the windows, cutting out light And the slightest ...
To St. John PerseOnce more the country callsFrom sleep, as from his doom,Each citizen to takeHis modest stakeWhere the sky ...
Nothing substance utters or time stills and restrains joins design and supple measure deftly as thought's intricate polyphonic score dovetails ...
CXIVOf all the dreams I dreamed in bygone years, But one remains, imprinted on my age, And even that record, ...
Childhood alone is glad. With it time fleesIn constant mimes and bright festivities.It, like the ever-restless butterfly,Or seeks or settles ...
Some day--I have signs--a mortal stormIs coming from the far north.Everywhere is the smell of corpses.The great killing begins.The lump ...
The sky is swollen with tears and melancholy.Only far off, where its foul vapors burst,Green glow pours down. The houses,Gray ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Let Ramah rejoice with Cochineal. Let Gaba rejoice with the Prickly Pear, which the Cochineal feeds on. Let Nebo rejoice ...
What wonder this?--we ask the lympid well, O earth! of thee--and from thy solemn womb What yieldest thou?--is there life ...
Addict of Punch and Judy shows I was when I was small; My kiddy laughter, I suppose, Rang louder than ...
Lo! 'tis a gala night Within the lonesome latter years. An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in ...
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