The Spotted Heifers (C J Dennis Poems)
Mr Jeremiah JeffersOwned a pair of spotted heifersThese he sold for two pounds tenTo Mr Robert Raymond WrenWho reared them ...
Mr Jeremiah JeffersOwned a pair of spotted heifersThese he sold for two pounds tenTo Mr Robert Raymond WrenWho reared them ...
When the Laborites and Liberals are bickering, Are a-calling and a-bawling in the House,And the strangers in the gallery are ...
Iusiurandum patri datum usqueathanc diem ita servavi... Hannibal I - Why ride away, Shadow, hands broken on the mail, Sparks ...
GARDENING is hardeningIn every way you view it;It makes a fellow hustle,And it strengthens every muscle;It knots up many a ...
Lady in the show case carriage, Do not think that I'm a bear; Not for worlds would I disparage ...
I.Who will assume the bays That the hero wore? Wreaths on the Tomb of Days Gone evermore! Who shall disturb ...
I.Buy my flowers — O buy — I pray! The blind girl comes from afar; If the earth be as ...
How swiftly, once, on silvery feetI saw thee bound beneath the sun!Oh, savage innocence! The fleet,The wild, the sweet, the ...
The present moment's all our own, The next, who ever saw! ~ Mickle. Come, fill me up a brimming cup, ...
All perfect things are saddening in effect.The autumn wood robed in its scarlet clothes,The matchless tinting on the royal roseWhose ...
WILT thou forsake me who in life's bright MayLent warmer lustre to the radiant morn;And even o'er summer scenes by ...
WHERE is this patriarch you are kindly greeting? Not unfamiliar to my ear his name, Nor yet unknown to many ...
(Composed at Clevedon, Somersetshire) My pensive Sara! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
I write my name as one, On sands by waves o'errun Or winter's frosted pane, Traces a record vain. Oblivion's ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark, And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey, Legless, sewn short ...
'Twas on a Monday morning, and in the year of 1884, That a fire broke out in Bailie Bradford's store, ...
Erin! the tear and the smile in thine eyes Blend like the rainbow that hangs in thy skies, Shining through ...
Oh! Arranmore, loved Arranmore, How oft I dream of thee, And of those days when, by thy shore, I wander'd ...
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