Mallee in October (Flexmore Hudson Poems)
When clear October suns unfoldmallee tips of red and goldchildren on their way to schooldiscover tadpoles in a pool,iceplants sheathed ...
When clear October suns unfoldmallee tips of red and goldchildren on their way to schooldiscover tadpoles in a pool,iceplants sheathed ...
In the rain-darkness,the sunsetbeing sheathed i sitand think of you the holycity which is your faceyour little cheeks the streetsof ...
It was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear ...
1896 They christened my brother of old-- And a saintly name he bears-- They gave him his place to hold ...
Abdhur Rahman, the Durani Chief, of him is the story told. His mercy fills the Khyber hills -- his grace ...
Oh, let me not serve so, as those men serve Whom honour's smokes at once fatten and starve; Poorly enrich't ...
1775 Said Congress to George Washington: "To set this country free, You'll have to whip the Britishers And chase them ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
For ever, since my childish looks Could rest on Nature's pictured books; For ever, since my childish tongue Could name ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
It is full winter now: the trees are bare, Save where the cattle huddle from the cold Beneath the pine, ...
Blue diaphane, tobacco smoke Serpentine on wet film and wood glaze, Mutes chrome, wreathes velvet drapes, Dims the cave of ...
O listen, listen, ladies gay! No haughty feat of arms I tell; Soft is the note, and sad the lay ...
Stripped you're beginning to float free up through the smoke of brushfires and incinerators the unleafed branches won't hold you ...
Uphill in Melbourne on a beautiful day a woman is walking ahead of her hair. Like teak oiled soft to ...
In Arthur's house whileome was I When happily the time went by In midmost glory of his days. He held ...
On eves of cold, when slow coal fires, rooted in basements, burn and branch, brushing with smoke the city air; ...
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