The Allies (Amy Lowell Poem)
August 14th, 1914 Into the brazen, burnished sky, the cry hurls itself. The zigzagging cry of hoarse throats, it floats ...
August 14th, 1914 Into the brazen, burnished sky, the cry hurls itself. The zigzagging cry of hoarse throats, it floats ...
We boast no more of our bloodless flag, that rose from a nation's slime; Better a shred of a deep-dyed ...
One day old Trooper Campbell Rode out to Blackman's Run, His cap-peak and his sabre Were glancing in the sun. ...
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
You ask me to be gay and glad While lurid clouds of danger loom, And vain and bad and gambling ...
Do you think, you slaves of a thousand years to poverty, wealth and pride, You can crush the spirit that ...
They stood by the door of the Inn on the Rise; May Carney looked up in the bushranger's eyes: `Oh! ...
There's many a schoolboy's bat and ball that are gathering dust at home, For he hears a voice in the ...
(I.R.A. Bombing) The British Army now carries two rifles, one with rubber rabbit-pellets for children, the other's of course for ...
Hurree Chunder Mookerjee, pride of Bow Bazaar, Owner of a native press, "Barrishter-at-Lar," Waited on the Government with a claim ...
Yearly, with tent and rifle, our careless white men go By the Pass called Muttianee, to shoot in the vale ...
Away by the lands of the Japanee Where the paper lanterns glow And the crews of all the shipping drink ...
There's a widow in sleepy Chester Who weeps for her only son; There's a grave on the Pabeng River, A ...
(Mobile Columns of the Boer War) Out o' the wilderness, dusty an' dry (Time, an' 'igh time to be trekkin' ...
Break off! Dance no more! Danger is at the door. Music is in arms. To signal war's alarms. Hark, a ...
In early morning twilight, raw and chill, Damp vapours brooding on the barren hill, Through miles of mire in steady ...
With never a sound of trumpet, With never a flag displayed, The last of the old campaigners Lined up for ...
There's never a stone at the sleeper's head, There's never a fence beside, And the wandering stock on the grave ...
What! you don't like him; well, maybe -- we all have our fancies, of course: Brumby to look at, you ...
Down from the purple mist of trees on the mountain, lurching through forests of white spruce and cedar, stumbling through ...
What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? Only the monstrous anger of the guns. Only the stuttering rifles' rapid ...
"I will to the King, And offer him consolation in his trouble, For that man there has set his teeth ...
Twas in the month of October, and in the year of 1899, Which the Boers will remember for a very ...
'Twas in the year of 1854, and on the 5th November, Which Britain will no doubt long remember, When the ...
'Twas near the Begum Kothie the battle began, Where innocent blood as plentiful as water ran; The Begum Kothie was ...
'Twas after the great Majuba fight: And the next morning, at daylight, Captain Macbean's men were ordered to headquarters camp, ...
'Twas at the disastrous battle of Maiwand, in Afghanistan, Where the Berkshires were massacred to the last man; On the ...
'Twas in the year of 1874, and on New Year's Day, The British Army landed at Elmina without dismay, And ...
Ye sons of Great Britain, I think no shame To write in praise of brave General Graham! Whose name will ...
1 We live here because the houses are clean, the lawns run right to the street and the streets run ...
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