George Jones Reflects (C J Dennis Poems)
It's up an' down, as me father said, An' his as went before him --Good days could never turn his ...
It's up an' down, as me father said, An' his as went before him --Good days could never turn his ...
There is grief in the cup!I saw a proud mother set wine on the board;The eyes of her son sparkled ...
As I came down from Lebanon, Came winding, wandering slowly down Through mountain passes bleak and brown, The cloudless day ...
Elbert Hubbard of East Aurora was the guest of E. LeRoy Pelletier at luncheon Wednesday.-From the news column. TWO long-haired ...
Midsummer noon: and the timbered wallsstart in the heat;and the children sag listlessly over the desks,with bloodless faces oozing sweatsipped ...
We plucked a red rose, you and IAll in the summer weather;Sweet its perfume and rare its bloom,Enjoyed by us ...
WEARY am I of the tumult, sick of the staring crowd, Pining for wild sea places where the soul may ...
I've sipped a rich man's sparkling wine, His silverware I've handled. I've placed these battered legs of mine 'Neath tables ...
Grasshopper grasshopper all day long we hear your scraping summer song like rusty fiddles in the grass as through the ...
A snake came to my water-trough On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat, To drink ...
Drunk, I kissed the moon where it stretched on the floor. I'd removed happiness from a green bottle, both sipped ...
'Whenever I plunge my arm, like this, In a basin of water, I never miss The sweet sharp sense of ...
All the letters I can write Are not fair as this -- Syllables of Velvet -- Sentences of Plush, Depths ...
We were born of tea, our mum could drink fourteen cups a day, an awesome feat to try to rationalise, ...
I never did fit in - at six or sixty one - I stand out in a crowd, too young ...
I was a good father to my people, Their houses among the terraced hills Adored God every day, grape-clusters on ...
In Mike Maloney's Nugget bar the hooch was flowin' free, An' One-eyed Mike was shakin' dice wi' Montreal Maree, An ...
They asked the Bard of Ayr to dine; The banquet hall was fit and fine, With gracing it a Lord; ...
He seemed so certain 'all was going well', As he discussed the glorious time he'd had While visiting the trenches. ...
At night the wide and level stretch of wold, Which at high noon had basked in quiet gold, Far as ...
THE moon's a steaming chalice, Of honey and venom-wine. A little of it sipped by night Makes the long hours ...
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