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, ...
An Impromptu On Hearing of His DeathBury the mighty dead—Long, long to live in story!Bury the mighty deadIn his own ...
The way we flitter through our span,And break the laws of loveliness,Does show an open Hell for manOn earth, with ...
"He sleeps at last-a hero of his race. Dead!-and the night lies softly on his face, While the faint summer ...
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
Cherry-ripe: dark sweet burlats, scarlet reverchons firm-fleshed and tart in the mouth bigarreaux, peach-and-white napoléons as the harvest moves north ...
THE FINE cloth of your love might be a fabric of Egypt, Something Sinbad, the sailor, took away from robbers, ...
I AM the people--the mob--the crowd--the mass. Do you know that all the great work of the world is done ...
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