Eureka (Henry Lawson Poem)
Roll up, Eureka's heroes, on that grand Old Rush afar, For Lalor's gone to join you in the big camp ...
Roll up, Eureka's heroes, on that grand Old Rush afar, For Lalor's gone to join you in the big camp ...
Man, is the Sea your master? Sea, and is man your slave? - This is the song of brave men ...
Within the broken Vatican The murdered Pope is lying dead. The soldiers of Valerian Their evil hands are wet and ...
Your jar of Virginny Will cost you a guinea, Which you reckon too much by five shillings or ten; But ...
'Twas in the prime of summer-time An evening calm and cool, And four-and-twenty happy boys Came bounding out of school: ...
ACT I. SC. I Enter Teryth from riding, Winefred following. T. WHAT is it, Gwen, my girl? why do you ...
Here is the girl's head like an exhumed gourd. Oval-faced, prune-skinned, prune-stones for teeth. They unswaddled the wet fern of ...
Crow, feeling his brain slip, Finds his every feather the fossil of a murder. Who murdered all these? These living ...
Down in the mud I lay, Tired out by my long day Of five damned days and nights, Five sleepless ...
What could be dafter Than John Skelton's laughter? What sound more tenderly Than his pretty poetry? So where to rank ...
And then a scholar said, "Speak of Talking." And he answered, saying: You talk when you cease to be at ...
Then one of the judges of the city stood forth and said, "Speak to us of Crime and Punishment." And ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Letting this stand the oppression of the nations letting the people starve in subjugation Standing idly by as the people ...
Causing us to focus to remember the Christ-child leading us into worship the liturgical year The panic of advent not ...
THE turtle on yon withered bough, That lately mourned her murdered mate, Has found another comrade now-- Such changes all ...
The Baron has decided to mate the monster, to breed him perhaps, in the interests of pure science, his only ...
Lancaster bore him--such a little town, Such a great man. It doesn't see him often Of late years, though he ...
There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always ...
I hear a whistling Through the water. Little Emmett Won't be still. He keeps floating Round the darkness, Edging through ...
Thou hast committed- Fornication: but that was in another country, And besides, the wench is dead. The Jew of Malta. ...
You dare to say with perjured lips, "We fight to make the ocean free"? You, whose black trail of butchered ...
For more than a billion years we've been nearly out of water; sincerely, a need repeatedly exposed in calamitous reports ...
Under what withering leprous light The very grass as hair is grey, Grass in the cracks of the paven courts ...
You saw sagacious Solomon You know what came of him, To him complexities seemed plain. He cursed the hour that ...
I heard said 'Cats that walk by their wild lone' but Henry had need of friends. They disappeared Shall I ...
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
The door is shut. She leaves the curtained office, And down the grey-walled stairs comes trembling slowly Towards the dazzling ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
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