From ‘The Song of Tiadatha ‘ (Owen Rutter Poems)
In this war the Hun has brought us,Some have learnt to make returns out,Some have learnt to write out orders.Some ...
In this war the Hun has brought us,Some have learnt to make returns out,Some have learnt to write out orders.Some ...
SAY, would the teeming earth its treasures yield,Or grateful plenty crown the smiling field,If bright'ning suns unceasing warm'd the plain,And ...
The jocund years with smiling plenty crown'd,In shining circles now advanc'd their round:Unbounded crops reward the reaper's toil,And rustick pleasures ...
COME , then, explore with me each winding glen,Far from the noisy haunts of busy men;Let us with stedfast eye ...
A Hundred years - and she had sat, a queenSheltering her children, opening wide her gatesTo all the inflowing tribes ...
Ye nymphs of Solyma! begin the song,To heavenly themes sublimer strains belong.The mossy fountains, and the sylvan shades,The dreams of ...
The royal Wan now rests on high, Enshrined in brightness of the sky. Chow as a state had long been ...
O man with a Position, prithee tell,How is't you mould your sal'ried life so well;Holding in lofty scorn that lowly ...
HAPPY the mind with self-enjoyment blest,Who makes the tranquil paths of life her choice;Seeks gentle Peace, 'mid tumults ne'er possest,And ...
Now that Heinie is licked to a frazzle, And Fritzie is clipped in the comb, We're holding ...
WHEN Spring luxuriant scatters new delights,The mountain's verdant slope our steps invites,To crown whose lofty brow o'er-bending treesWave their thick ...
Whene'er I fragrant coffee drink,I on the generous Frenchman think,Whose noble perseverance boreThe tree to Martinico's shore.While yet her colony ...
HARK! where Joy's triumphant throngArdent pour the grateful song,To Heav'n's Almighty Lord!He view'd in scorn th' insulting host,Who madly threaten'd ...
When a man starts out with nothing, When a man starts out with his hands Empty, but clean, When a ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
Glassmakers, at century's end, compounded metallic lusters in reference to natural sheens (dragonfly and beetle wings, marbled light on kerosene) ...
The Products of my Farm are these Sufficient for my Own And here and there a Benefit Unto a Neighbor's ...
I Swear by what the sages spoke Round the Mareotic Lake That the Witch of Atlas knew, Spoke and set ...
1 AFTER all, not to create only, or found only, But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded, ...
The pure products of America go crazy- mountain folk from Kentucky or the ribbed north end of Jersey with its ...
A woman who writes feels too much, those trances and portents! As if cycles and children and islands weren't enough; ...
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