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, ...
I never was naturally vicious; My spirit was lamb-like and mild;I never was bad or malicious; I loved with the trust of ...
Lilacs, False blue, White, Purple, Color of lilac, Your great puffs of flowers Are everywhere in this my New England. ...
AT six—long ere the wintry dawn— There sounded through the silent hall To where I lay, with blankets drawn Above ...
FORMAL, quaint, precise, and trim, You begin your steps demurely -- There's a spirit almost prim In the feet that ...
MICHAEL walks in autumn leavesRustling leaves and fading grasses,And his little music-boxTinkles faintly as he passes.It's a gay and jaunty ...
Your heart is a music-box, dearest! With exquisite tunes at command, Of melody sweetest and clearest, If tried by a ...
A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon; The kid that handles the music-box was ...
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