The City Bushman (Henry Lawson Poem)
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
Yearly, with tent and rifle, our careless white men go By the Pass called Muttianee, to shoot in the vale ...
"Let us now praise famous men"-- Men of little showing-- For their work continueth, And their work continueth, Broad and ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
O month whose promise and fulfilment blend, And burst in one! it seems the earth can store In all her ...
Love built a stately house, where Fortune came, And spinning fancies, she was heard to say That her fine cobwebs ...
As a man and woman make a garden between them like a bed of stars, here they linger in the ...
Like looking inside a Faberge Like a living foundry of Hell the maw of the oven glowing orange and red ...
The shape of the glass changing fluid, living art, cooling slowly kept red hot Glowing as he spun the pipe ...
In some ways, he is standing on their shoulders, fulfilling their dreams, his dream made real, in this moment this ...
As was remembered, four score and seven years later our nation, a new nation was brought forward; but not by ...
Under the canopy over the lake on the flat surface of the pier next to the boat moored there I ...
Mesmerized, watching The skill, artistry Effortlessness in the heat Of the sweating craftsmen In the beach air On the Vineyard ...
What is it about irises in the garden whether blue flag or yellow, deep purple, white with red why do ...
NEAR Rome, of yore, close to the Florence road, Was seen a humble innkeeper's abode; Small sums were charged; few ...
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
Nature can do no more She has fulfilled her Dyes Whatever Flower fail to come Of other Summer days Her ...
In Ebon Box, when years have flown To reverently peer, Wiping away the velvet dust Summers have sprinkled there! To ...
In the beginning there was light, abundant light that truly lit the way, time was never lost in dodging flights ...
In Memory of John Keats By the Aurelian Wall, Where the long shadows of the centuries fall From Caius Cestius' ...
THREE summers have gone since the first time we met, love, And still 'tis in vain that I ask thee ...
Old Elm that murmured in our chimney top The sweetest anthem autumn ever made And into mellow whispering calms would ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
And then life; and once again A house where I was born. Around us The granary above what once had ...
She's gone -- and twice the summer's sun Has gilt Regina's towers, And melted wild Angora's snows, And warmed Exina's ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Seedy Henry rose up shy in de world & shaved & swung his barbells, duded Henry up and p.a.'d poor ...
THEIR groves o' sweet myrtle let Foreign Lands reckon, Where bright-beaming summers exalt the perfume; Far dearer to me yon ...
Little Fly Thy summers play, My thoughtless hand Has brush'd away. Am not I A fly like thee? Or art ...
Past ruined Ilion Helen lives, Alcestis rises from the shades. Verse calls them forth; 'tis verse that gives Immortal youth ...
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