Cleaning Up (Edward George Dyson Poems)
When the horse has been unharnessed and we've flushed the old machine,And the water o'er the sluice is running evenly ...
When the horse has been unharnessed and we've flushed the old machine,And the water o'er the sluice is running evenly ...
When Twilight her soft robe of shadow spreads down. And hushed is the roar and the din,When Evening is cooling the ...
HEY, laddie, hark, to the merry, merry lark; How high he singeth clear:Oh, a morn in spring is the sweetest thing That ...
Now range up the carriages, feed up the fires!To the rail, to the rail, now the pent up desiresOf the ...
In the blossoming hedge the robin cock sings, For the sun it is merry and bright,And he joyfully hops and he ...
LOVE used to carry a bow, you know,But now he carries a taper;It is either a length of wax aglow,Or ...
You voluble,VelvetyVehement fellowsThat play on yourFlying andMusical cellos,All goldenlyGirdled youSenerade clover,Each artist inBass but aBibulous rover!You passionate,PowderyPastoral bandits,Who gave you ...
"I - The GatheringFather and Mother Lawrence, the boy Joe, Lottie and Elsie, all were full of life, And fond ...
A was an apt Alligator, Who wanted to be a head-waiter; He said, "I opine In that field ...
This is the spell of the Orient &mdashThe lure of the far, far East,A lure that is soft and luxuriant ...
SCENE: Political meeting of future.CHAIRMAN, rising, calls for silence.CHAIRMAN: Ladies and gentlemen -- those of you that are -- I ...
There on the quay sobbed Bones, A.B., And he took me by the hand.Says he to me, "I've quit the ...
OH, the shambling sea is a sexton old,And well his work is done.With an equal grave for lord and knave,He ...
The earth rolls on through empty space, its journey's never done;It's entered for a starry race throughout the kingdom come.And, ...
Home is the place where the laughter should ring, And man should be found at his best.Let the cares of ...
By purple hills and opalescent seaAnd sunlit leagues of plain they lived, and theyWere summery-hearted all, and life was gay,And ...
When the chapel bell struck the midnight hourAnd the campus lay asleep,We'd count the strokes from the ivy tower,Then out ...
A tale that the poet Rückert told To German children, in days of old; Disguised in a random, rollicking rhyme ...
In Breughel's great picture, The Kermess, the dancers go round, they go round and around, the squeal and the blare ...
Now on the hill The fitful wind is so still That never a wimpling mist uplifts, Nor a trembling leaf ...
About Soho we went before the light; We went, unresting six, craving new fun, New scenes, new raptures, for the ...
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