Confidential Canberra (C J Dennis Poems)
Nay, Mr Speaker, let the ideal stay, The picture that voters have in mindOf Solons in debate far leagues away ...
Nay, Mr Speaker, let the ideal stay, The picture that voters have in mindOf Solons in debate far leagues away ...
I give the yawp barbaricOf piety and pelf(Who now reads Herrick?)And contradict myselfNo matter, the verse is large.My five-and-ten cent ...
A girl was singing in a church choirOf the weary people on foreign soil,Of all the ships that sailed aspired,Of ...
When priestes failen in their saws,And lordes turne Godde's lawsAgainst the right;And lechery is holden as privy solace,And robbery as ...
Primitive I ate my fill of a whale that died And stranded after a month at sea. . . . ...
1915 Whence comest thou, Gehazi, So reverend to behold, In scarlet and in ermines And chain of England's gold?" "From ...
Not in rich furniture, or fine array, Nor in a wedge of gold, Thou, who from me wast sold, To ...
THERE were two youths of equal age, Wit, station, strength, and parentage; They studied at the self-same schools, And shaped ...
when the old man said i know everything the young girl replied what is everything when the old man said ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
AFRICA I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: He sung it to four harps at the ...
Too wearily had we and song Been left to look and left to long, Yea, song and we to long ...
All folks who pretend to religion and grace, Allow there's a HELL, but dispute of the place: But, if HELL ...
Ah whither, Love, wilt thou now carry me? What wontless fury dost thou now inspire Into my feeble breast, too ...
AH whither, Love, wilt thou now carry me? What wontless fury dost thou now inspire Into my feeble breast, too ...
YOU fear, Ligurra - above all, you long - That I should smite you with a stinging song. This dreadful ...
Attend my words, my gentle knave, And you shall learn from me How boys at dinner may behave With due ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
O'RE the smooth enameld green Where no print of step hath been, Follow me as I sing, And touch the ...
Wheeling them in, the yard gate at half-mast with its ticking hinge, the tin bucket with a hairnet of webs, ...
In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish Seas, ...
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