Jack’s Last Muster (Barcroft Henry Boake Poems)
The first flush of grey light, the herald of daylight,Is dimly outlining the musterer's camp,Where over the sleeping, the stealthily ...
The first flush of grey light, the herald of daylight,Is dimly outlining the musterer's camp,Where over the sleeping, the stealthily ...
Brothers, have you observed the calm?Even the leaves of that symbolic palmThat denotes peace, political and otherwise, are scarcely stirredBy ...
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at --- Hall, North. Mr. B---n---r---d gives a Description of the Bathing. This morning, ...
It was the middle of the drought; the ground was hot and bare,You might search for grass with a microscope, ...
Beneath a lamp in Spring-street, on a recent calm spring night,I came unwittingly upon a most pathetic sight;A sorry spectacle ...
You'll take my tale with a little salt;But it needs none, nevertheless!I was foiled completely - fair at fault -Disheartened, ...
Between the Road and the HarborIt is a little graveyard in a small island village, and it liesbetween the blue ...
I knew an old philanthropist, a farming man was he,Shrewd at a deal, but still withal a man of charity.He ...
With every plague that can conspire To curse a wretched country squire, Six hundred sheep on fields at Kneeton Starv'd ...
A bright sun and a loosened rein, A whip whose pealing soundRings forth amid the forest trees ...
Slim Bates ain't braggin' any moreAbout how he kin ride'An' gosh, but he gets mighty soreWhenever he is guyed.He uster ...
O THOU! whatever title suit thee- Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie, Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie, Clos'd ...
However the battle is ended, Though proudly the victor comes With fluttering flags and prancing nags And echoing roll of ...
However the battle is ended, Though proudly the victor comes, With flaunting flags and neighing nags And echoing roll of ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
Here is a silence I had not hoped for This side of paradise, I am an old believer In nature's ...
I've never ceased to curse the day I signed A seven years' bargain for the Golden Fleece. 'Twas a bad ...
By the winding Wollondilly where the weeping willows weep, And the shepherd, with his billy, half awake and half asleep, ...
The new chum's polo pony was the smartest pony yet -- The owner backed it for the Cup for all ...
It was while we held our races -- Hurdles, sprints and steplechases -- Up in Dandaloo, That a crowd of ...
The sheep were shorn and the wool went down At the time of our local racing; And I'd earned a ...
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