New-Englands Crisis (Benjamin Tompson Poems)
IN seventy five the Critick of our yearsCommenc'd our war with Phillip and his peers.Whither the sun in Leo had ...
IN seventy five the Critick of our yearsCommenc'd our war with Phillip and his peers.Whither the sun in Leo had ...
IThen first I knew, seeing that bent grey head,How England honours all her thousand dead.Then first I knew how faith ...
Ulcerated tooth keeps me awake, there issuch pain, would have to go to the hospital to haveit pulled or would ...
IThe child disturbs our view. Tow-head bent, shestands on one leg and folds up the other. She is listeningto the ...
I can't stop crying.My eyes are like peddler women.What they buy is: you are gone.What they sell is: tears,And business ...
UNCLE JOHN, he makes me tired;Thinks 'at he's jest so all-firedSmart, 'at he kin pick up, so,Ever'thing he wants to ...
It was the Man from Waterloo, When work in town was slack,Who took the track as bushmen do, And humped his swag out ...
1Stiff work for hands or will, they drovetheir brig southward. Science asked them assignplanet and land-mass place where none was ...
IN seventy five the Critick of our yearsCommenc'd our war with Phillip and his peers.Whither the sun in Leo had ...
When I was at home I was down on my luck,And I earned a poor living by drawing a truck;But ...
Rebellion hath broken up house,And hath left me old lumber to sell;Come hither and take your choice,I'll promise to use ...
I'll sing to you a fine new song, made by my blessed mate,Of a fine Australian squatter who had a ...
Not a woman, child, or man inAll this isle, that loves thee, C—-ng.Fools, whom gentle manners sway,May incline to C—-gh,Princes, ...
I ate pancakes one night in a Pancake House Run by a lady my age. She was gay. When I ...
Did they send me away from my cat and my wife To a doctor who poked me and counted my ...
For Michael Hamburger Barn owl daughter of snow, subject to the night wind, yet taking root with her talons in ...
My first job was when I was about 15. I had met a girl named Hope who became my best ...
WHOE'ER he be that sojourns here, I pity much his case, Unless he comes to wait upon The Lord their ...
I'M travellin' down the Castlereagh, and I'm a station hand, I'm handy with the ropin' pole, I'm handy with the ...
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