Sangar (John Reed Poems)
SOMEWHERE I read a strange, old, rusty taleSmelling of war; most curiously namedThe Mad Recreant Knight of the West.Once, you ...
SOMEWHERE I read a strange, old, rusty taleSmelling of war; most curiously namedThe Mad Recreant Knight of the West.Once, you ...
THE wave is breaking on the shore,The echo fading from the chime;Again the shadow moveth o'erThe dial-plate of time!O seer-seen ...
IBeyond the Northern Lights, in regions hauntedOf twilight, where the world is glacier planted,And pale as Loki in his cavern ...
"ALL ready?" cried the captain;"Ay, ay!" the seamen said;"Heave up the worthless lubbers, -The dying and the dead."Up from the ...
IN THE MANNER OF SWIFTLONG had I sought in vain to findA likeness for the scribbling kind;The modern scribbling kind, ...
A song for the unsung heroes who rose in the country's need, When the life of the land was threatened by ...
MOODS OF GINGER MICKThis book was dedicated to "THE BOYS WHO TOOK THE ...
MORNINGThe breeze awakes with morn's first ray,Like childhood roused from sleep to play;The sunshine, like a fairy sprite,Comes to undo ...
Now, when a bloke 'e cracks a bloke fer insults to a skirt, An' wrecks a joint to square a ...
OH, the shambling sea is a sexton old,And well his work is done.With an equal grave for lord and knave,He ...
'Above the Senates brawl - the maddening roar for gain, Do you hear the Christmas Carol - the felons clanking ...
The Slaver in the broad lagoon Lay moored with idle sail; He waited for the rising moon, And for the ...
This ballad appears to refer to one of the exploits of the notorious Paul Jones, the American pirate. It is ...
1895 There's a Legion that never was listed, That carries no colours or crest, But, split in a thousand detachments, ...
Above the portico a flag-staff, bearing the Union Jack, remained fluttering in the flames for some time, but ultimately when ...
"Behold there is a woman that hath a familiar spirit at En-dor." I Samuel, xxviii. 7. The road to En-dor ...
Children, I come back today To tell you a story of the long dark way That I had to climb, ...
The blast from Freedom's Northern hills, upon its Southern way, Bears greeting to Virginia from Massachusetts Bay: No word of ...
1 WHO are you, dusky woman, so ancient, hardly human, With your woolly-white and turban'd head, and bare bony feet? ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
A mile behind is Gloucester town Where the flishing fleets put in, A mile ahead the land dips down And ...
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