For Australia (Henry Lawson Poem)
Now, with the wars of the world begun, they'll listen to you and me, Now while the frightened nations run ...
Now, with the wars of the world begun, they'll listen to you and me, Now while the frightened nations run ...
The harbingers are come. See, see their mark; White is their colour; and behold my head. -- George Herbert Long ...
Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, Free, ...
I Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, ...
She laid her docile Crescent down And this confiding Stone Still states to Dates that have forgot The News that ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
arrive. The Ladies from the Ladies' Betterment League Arrive in the afternoon, the late light slanting In diluted gold bars ...
THe Panther knowing that his spotted hyde, Doth please all beasts but that his looks the fray: within a bush ...
Is it thy will thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night? Dost thou desire my ...
Your love and pity doth th' impression fill Which vulgar scandal stamped upon my brow; For what care I who ...
Is it thy will thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night? Dost thou desire my ...
Your love and pity doth the impression fill Which vulgar scandal stamp'd upon my brow; For what care I who ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
Halted against the shade of a last hill, They fed, and, lying easy, were at ease And, finding comfortable chests ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
Strong sun, that bleach The curtains of my room, can you not render Colourless this dress I wear?- This violent ...
Too soon you wearied of our tears. And then you danced with spangled feet, Leading Belshazzar's chattering court A-tinkling through ...
Who now will praise the Wizard in the street With loyal songs, with humors grave and ...
Oft seems the Time a market-town Where many merchant-spirits meet Who up and down and up and down Cry out ...
In o'er-strict calyx lingering, Lay music's bud too long unblown, Till thou, Beethoven, breathed the spring: Then bloomed the perfect ...
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