The City Bushman (Henry Lawson Poem)
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
After rain, through afterglow, the unfolding fan of railway landscape sidled onthe pivot of a larger arc into the green ...
AS those who pass the Alps do say, The Rocks which first oppose their way, And so amazing-High do show, ...
Cold is for the mistress -- silver for the maid -- Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade." "Good!" ...
(It is not for them to criticize too minutely the methods the Irish followed, though they might deplore some of ...
1 Let observation with extensive view, 2 Survey mankind, from China to Peru; 3 Remark each anxious toil, each eager ...
In the belly of the fish thanking God within the tomb the catacombs of the belly For his deliverance, his ...
God calling us in that distant country calling us home yet we refuse to listen Living in the flesh ignoring ...
The foundation, the rock crumbling in sorrow denying Christ, his Master crying in the street Bitter in his rebellion denying ...
From our clay from our bodies the baskets of our spirits washed with living water Slowly, with a purpose immersed ...
Like God waiting sitting in the hallway watching their faces parents hurting their emotions exposed raw Grieving in their rebellion ...
God, in his mercy, his faithfulness to his promise waiting for us to change to return from our rebellion Faithful ...
Something of God's love revealed in his story faithful though they rebelled strayed from their covenants their way contemptuous sinning ...
The prophet wearing God's sandals walking a journey of sorrow faithful to his covenant though the people are unfaithful a ...
The cup remaining taken to his lips the stain of our rebellion turning him crimson ready for the cross Unlike ...
Why he had to die the son of the most high God because of our rebellion Our willfulness turning from ...
Not just for those standing there the prayer that our redeemer raised his cry to the father from that cross ...
Three young siren's all peeling in pain, of their own making set off by a punishment an accounting for misbehavior ...
Henry the Seventh of England Wasn't out of the Royal top drawer, The only connection of which he could boast, ...
Black granite stretches its harsh, tapering wings up to pedestrian-level grass but sucks me down, here, at the intersection of ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Try to remember some details. Remember the clothing of the one you love so that on the day of loss ...
WHAT needs this din about the town o' Lon'on, How this new play an' that new sang is comin? Why ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
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