Jack Dunn of Nevertire (Henry Lawson Poem)
It chanced upon the very day we'd got the shearing done, A buggy brought a stranger to the West-o'-Sunday Run; ...
It chanced upon the very day we'd got the shearing done, A buggy brought a stranger to the West-o'-Sunday Run; ...
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis, How the handsome Yenadizze Danced at Hiawatha's wedding; How the gentle Chibiabos, He the sweetest ...
Sing, O Song of Hiawatha, Of the happy days that followed, In the land of the Ojibways, In the pleasant ...
Half of my life is gone, and I have let The years slip from me and have not fulfilled The ...
How beautiful is the rain! After the dust and heat, In the broad and fiery street, In the narrow lane, ...
Under the bunker, where the reek of kerosene Prepared the marriage rite, leader and whore, Imperfect kindling even in this ...
I sent a message to my dear -- A thousand leagues and more to Her -- The dumb sea-levels thrilled ...
Till I shall come again, let this suffice, I send my salt, my sacrifice To thee, thy lady, younglings, and ...
Looking for distinctive stones, I found the dead otter rotting by the tideline, and carried all day the scent of ...
"Soyez muette pour moi, Idole contemplative..." I came home and found a lion in my living room Rushed out on ...
An anniversary Of a moment (if many hours can be but a moment) When pain brought a common numbing A ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
One day, little Albert Ramsbottom To see 'ow much money 'e'd got Stuck a knife in 'is money-box slot 'ole ...
Sons of bitches were born with hearts of stone, cherishing this stone all their life. Children of sons of bitches ...
Warm rain and soft breeze by turns Have just broken And driven away the chill. Moist as the pussy willows, ...
Begin, my muse, the imitative lay, Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gay, Let ...
Thou know'st my praise of nature most sincere, And that my raptures are not conjur'd up To serve occasions of ...
"DON'T they consult the 'Victims,' though?" I said. "They should, by rights, Give them a chance - because, you know, ...
Tell me about the train that people say got buried By the avalanche--was it snow?--It was In Colorado, and no ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
I imagine Nice and topless beaches, women smoking and reading novels in the sun. I pretend I am comfortable undressing ...
out of the arm of one love and into the arms of another I have been saved from dying on ...
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
once we were young at this machine. . . drinking smoking typing it was a most splendid miraculous time still ...
PART ONE The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed ...
The further the little girl leaped and ran, The further she longed to be; The white, white fields of jonquil ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
I inherited forty acres from my Father And, by working my wife, my two sons and two daughters From dawn ...
If ever I saw blessing in the air I see it now in this still early day Where lemon-green the ...
We were smoking some of this knockout weed when Operation Memory was announced. To his separate bed Each soldier went, ...
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