Further Afric Echoes (C J Dennis Poems)
By gar! I tell-a you, t'ings don't stop Since da war he come wit' a rush,When Nicko, da boss at ...
By gar! I tell-a you, t'ings don't stop Since da war he come wit' a rush,When Nicko, da boss at ...
It was the schooner Desperate That sailed the southern sea,And the skipper had brought his little daughter To our centenary.Blue ...
NOW the joys of the road are chiefly these: A crimson touch on the hard-wood trees;A vagrant's morning wide and ...
AD C. SALLUSTIUM CRISPUMHorace: Book II, Ode 2_"Nellus argento color est avaris."_Sallust, I know you of old,How you hate the ...
I The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea green boat, They took some honey, and ...
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
I bear a basket lined with grass; I am so light, I am so fair, That men must wonder as ...
AN IDYLL Back from the Somme two Fusiliers Limped painfully home; the elder said, S. "Robert, I've lived three thousand ...
There is one story and one story only That will prove worth your telling, Whether as learned bard or gifted ...
A simple basket of spring flowers. A token of my love. A tradition begun. And enduring. Iris, tulip, forsythia, quince, ...
I have had enough. I gasp for breath. Every way ends, every road, every foot-path leads at last to the ...
From citron-bower be her bed, cut from branch of tree a-flower, fashioned for her maidenhead. From Lydian apples, sweet of ...
To the melody of "Ru Meng Lin" Last night in the light rain as rough winds blew, My drunken sleep ...
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
Now that I have your face by heart, I look Less at its features than its darkening frame Where quince ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
Pellam the King, who held and lost with Lot In that first war, and had his realm restored But rendered ...
Let Dew, house of Dew rejoice with Xanthenes a precious stone of an amber colour. Let Round, house of Round ...
I O THOU, that sit'st upon a throne, With harp of high majestic tone, To praise the King of kings; ...
Cinderella in the street In a ragged gown, Sloven slippers on her feet, Shames our tidy town; Harsh her locks ...
I pull the bed slowly open, I open the lips of the bed, get the stack of fresh underpants out ...
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