The Island: Canto IV. (Lord George Gordon Byron Poems)
I.White as a white sail on a dusky sea,When half the horizon 's clouded and half free,Fluttering between the dun ...
Poems about moped (15 Poems)
‘Look at The Clock!’ : Patty Morgan The Milkmaid’s Story (Richard Harris Barham Poems)
FYTTE I.'Look at the Clock!' quoth Winifred Pryce,As she open'd the door to her husband's knock,Then paus'd to give him ...
A Death in the Bush (Henry Kendall Poems)
The hut was built of bark and shrunken slabs,That wore the marks of many rains, and showedDry flaws wherein had ...
A Breet Prospect (John Hartley Poems)
As aw passed Wit'orth chapel 'twor just five o'clock,Aw'd mi can full o' teah, an a bundle o' jock;An aw ...
The Avon (Mathilde Blind Poems)
WHAT are the Willows whispering in a row, Nodding their old heads o'er the river's edge? What does the West wind whisper ...
Tragedy (Harry Graham Poems)
That morning, when my wife elopedWith James, our chauffeur, how I moped!What tragedies in life there are!I'm dashed if I ...
Why The Mole Is Blind (Edwin Carty Ranck Poems)
In days gone by, when cows could fly And goblins rode on bears; When fairies danced upon ...
Dunn, Gilbert and Ben Hall (Anonymous Oceania Poems)
Come! all ye lads of loyalty, and listen to my tale;A story of bushranging days, I ...
A Memory (Barcroft Henry Boake Poems)
Adown the grass-grown paths we strayed, The evening cowslips ope'dTheir yellow eyes ...
The Song of the Sulky Stockman (C J Dennis Poems)
Come, let us sing with a right good ring (Sing hey for lifting lay, sing hey!)Of any old, sunny ...
Fulfillment (Edward Rowland Sill Poems)
ALL the skies had gloomed in gray, Many a week, day after day. Nothing came the blank to fill, Nothing ...
Reunited (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
The hours were long with you away,Although I thought I could forget; I banished you and cursed the day That ...
Bridge Over The Aire Book 5 (Barry Tebb Poems)
MOORING POSTS 1 The mooring posts marked on the South Leeds map Of 1908 still line the Aire's side, huge, ...
The Telegraph Operator (Robert William Service Poems)
I will not wash my face; I will not brush my hair; I "pig" around the place-- There's nobody to ...
The Ballad Of How Macpherson Held The Floor (Robert William Service Poems)
Said President MacConnachie to Treasurer MacCall: "We ought to have a piper for our next Saint Andrew's Ball. Yon squakin' ...