Pigeon Toes (Henry Lawson Poems)
A dusty clearing in the scrubs Of barren, western lands-Where, out of sight, or sign of hope The wretched school-house stands;A roof ...
A dusty clearing in the scrubs Of barren, western lands-Where, out of sight, or sign of hope The wretched school-house stands;A roof ...
Now this is the song of a prison-a song of a gaol or jug-A ballad of quod or of chokey, ...
'Tis no tale of heroism, 'tis no tale of storm and strife,But of ordinary boozing, and of dull domestic life-Of ...
IHe dines alone surrounded by reflectionsof himself. Then after sleep and benzedrinedescends the Cinquecento stair his magicwrought from hypochondria of ...
She's milking in the rain and dark, As did her mother in the past.The wretched shed of poles and bark, Rent by ...
THEY CHEERED him from the wharf-it was a glorious day:His hand went to his scarf-his thoughts were far away.Oh, he ...
With sombre mien, the Evening gray Comes nagging at the heels of Day, And driven faster and still faster Before the dusky-mantled Master, The ...
Camomile, you mite of whiteness,To refresh the road I've taken,Rising from the dust, you stand there,With your glowing head uplifted...For ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter,And from the orchard a voice echoes and echoes ...
BROWNING, old fellow,Your leaves grow yellow,Beginning to mellowAs seasons pass.Your cover is wrinkled,And stained and sprinkled,And warped and crinkledFrom sleep ...
That's him!! The authentic, identical beast! The Unionist tiger, full brother to "Sosh"!I know by the prowl of him.Hark to ...
Altarwise by owl-light in the half-way house The gentleman lay graveward with his furies; Abaddon in the hangnail cracked from ...
Bright young thing: Thou on the beaches Life is gay and pleasure ladenAll in vain the law beseeches ...
Its glittering emptiness it brings — This little lane of useless things. Here peering envy arm in arm With ennui ...
If the cricket critics' naggingMerits stern official gagging -- Which I doubt --How would critical ascetics,With their prosy homiletics, Shut ...
on a deformed request in a train lavatory gentlemen lift the sea be all of you the modern muscular mountains ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
The man whose term we would remember as our longest, constant serving Head of State, besides the late Sir Robert ...
Here is a silence I had not hoped for This side of paradise, I am an old believer In nature's ...
A story, a story! (Let it go. Let it come.) I was stamped out like a Plymouth fender into this ...
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