Whose Blame? (C J Dennis Poems)
A woman's work is never done, Said she."From dawn to setting of the sun," Said she."I toil and moil and ...
A woman's work is never done, Said she."From dawn to setting of the sun," Said she."I toil and moil and ...
Another prospect pleased the builder's eye, And Fashion tenanted (where Fashion wanes) Here in the sorrowful suburban lanes When first ...
Jones is a man exceeding meek And henpecked, so his neighbours say,Who, one glad evening every week, Sought sanctuary in ...
A day of seeming innocence, A glorious sun and sky, And, just above my picket fence, Black Bonnet passing by. ...
Only teaching on Tuesdays, book-worming in pajamas fresh from the washer each morning, I hog a whole house on Boston's ...
Welcome, my old friend, Welcome to a foreign fireside, While the sullen gales of autumn Shake the windows. The ungrateful ...
Out of the poisonous East, Over a continent of blight, Like a maleficent Influence released From the most squalid cellerage ...
THROUGH my north window, in the wintry weather,-- My airy oriel on the river shore,-- I watch the sea-fowl as ...
Christian voices crying out in the wilderness in the urban jungle, the suburban villages speaking the truth, against complacency against ...
sitting at the end of the dinner thinking of a walk in the woods just before fall not in the ...
Oh, how I love Humanity, With love so pure and pringlish, And how I hate the horrid French, Who never ...
Then there's the man who comes in every Saturday to loiter in Romance. His face may be milk-white but in ...
Here is a silence I had not hoped for This side of paradise, I am an old believer In nature's ...
Composed of chalk dust, Pencil shavings and The sharp odour Of stale urine; It meets me now and then Creeping ...
Straight-spined girl-yes, you of the glinting earrings, amber skin and sinuous hair: what happened? you've no business lunching with sticky ...
Another prospect pleased the builder's eye, And Fashion tenanted (where Fashion wanes) Here in the sorrowful suburban lanes When first ...
Nobody knows what I feel about Freddy I cannot make anyone understand I love him sub specie aet ernitaties I ...
With failing feet and shoulders bowed Beneath the weight of happier days, He lagged among the heedless crowd, Or crept ...
All night long the hockey pictures gaze down at you sleeping in your tracksuit. Belligerent goalies are your ideal. Threats ...
Ancient town of Leith, most wonderful to be seen, With your many handsome buildings, and lovely links so green, And ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
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