The Star of Australasia (Henry Lawson Poem)
We boast no more of our bloodless flag, that rose from a nation's slime; Better a shred of a deep-dyed ...
We boast no more of our bloodless flag, that rose from a nation's slime; Better a shred of a deep-dyed ...
Ten miles down Reedy River A pool of water lies, And all the year it mirrors The changes in the ...
"Like clouds o'er the South are the nations who reign On fair islands that we would command; But clouds that ...
So the time seems come at last, And the drums go rolling past, And above them in the sunlight Labour's ...
In the market-place of Bruges stands the belfry old and brown; Thrice consumed and thrice rebuilded, still it watches o'er ...
Spake full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, ...
O golden-tongued Romance with serene lute! Fair plumed Syren! Queen of far away! Leave melodizing on this wintry day, Shut ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
O golden-tongued Romance with serene lute! Fair plumed Syren! Queen of far away! Leave melodizing on this wintry day, Shut ...
My body, eh? Friend Death, how now? Why all this tedious pomp of writ? Thou hast reclaimed it sure and ...
The shell of objects inwardly consumed Will stand, till some convulsive wind awakes; Such sense hath Fire to waste the ...
I say, "She was as good as fair," When standing by her mound; "Such passing sweetness," I declare, "No longer ...
When mid-autumn's moan shook the night-time, And sedges were horny, And summer's green wonderwork faltered On leaze and in lane, ...
"ALIVE?"--And I leapt in my wonder, Was faint of my joyance, And grasses and grove shone in garments Of glory ...
The church flings forth a battled shade Over the moon-blanched sward: The church; my gift; whereto I paid My all ...
As at sunset I was straying Silently the wood along, Damon on his flute was playing, And the rocks gave ...
----- Poet's art is ever able To endow with truth mere fable. ---- MIGNON. [This universally known poem is also ...
I walked on the banks of the tincan banana dock and sat down under the huge shade of a Southern ...
Away down East where I was reared amongst my Yankee kith, There used to live a pretty girl whose name ...
I watched the glory of her childhood change, Half-sorrowful to find the child I knew, (Loved long ago in lily-time), ...
On his "Book of Joyous Children" Yours is a garden of old-fashioned flowers; Joyous children delight to play there; Weary ...
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
When the frosty kiss of Autumn in the dark Makes its mark On the flowers, and the misty morning grieves ...
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
The dark is coming o'er the world, my playmate, And the fields where poplars stand are very still, All our ...
". . . defeated, with great loss." Not we the conquered! Not to us the blame Of them that flee, ...
Alfonso is a handsome bronze-hued lad Of subtly-changing and surprising parts; His moods are storms that frighten and make glad, ...
Once I loved a fairy, Queen Mab it was. Her voice Was like a little Fountain That bids the birds ...
A little colt - broncho, loaned to the farm To be broken in time without fury or harm, Yet black ...
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