The Indian Myna (C J Dennis Poems)
Gimme the town an' its clamour an' clutter; I ain't very fond of the bush;For my cobbers are coves of ...
Gimme the town an' its clamour an' clutter; I ain't very fond of the bush;For my cobbers are coves of ...
A lovelorn microbe met by chance At a swagger bacteroidal dance A proud bacillian belle, and she Was first of ...
Vacation's gone -- and pleas and strifeBegin to blossom into life; And Westminster is overflownWith wit peculiarly its own;Chief justices ...
That brown girl's swagger gives a twitchTo beauty like a Queen,Lad, never damn your body's itchWhen loveliness is seen.For there ...
I'm writing comedy again,The daintiest pleasure known to men;Unless a daintier might beTo watch your acted comedy:The airy ladies gaily ...
A toad can die of light! Death is the common right Of toads and men, - ...
Sometimes you hear, fifth-hand, As epitaph: He chucked up everything And just cleared off, And always the voice will sound ...
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U, whose head was cut off in Shanghai A CLAIM Renowned Leonardo's world-famous "La ...
Shall I move the flowers again? Shall I put them further to the left into the light? Win that fix ...
Back from the line one night in June, I gave a dinner at Bethune- Seven courses, the most gorgeous meal ...
A pent-up question, crushed his swagger, confidence, bravado, the friendly banter, in the cool of reflection, for a moment, a ...
A Toad, can die of Light -- Death is the Common Right Of Toads and Men -- Of Earl and ...
i Blustering God, Stamping across the sky With loud swagger, I fear You not. No, though from Your highest heaven ...
TO you, sir, this summons I've sent, Pray, whip till the pownie is freathing; But if you demand what I ...
FROM those drear solitudes and frowsy cells, Where Infamy with sad Repentance dwells; Where turnkeys make the jealous portal fast, ...
WHILE Europe's eye is fix'd on mighty things, The fate of Empires and the fall of Kings; While quacks of ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
In silence the heart raves.It utters words Meaningless, that never had A meaning.I was ten, skinny, red-headed, Freckled.In a big ...
Till midnight her needle she plied To finish her pretty pink dress; "Oh, bless you, my darling," she sighed; "I ...
There was one a-riding grand On a tall brown mare, And a fine gold band He brought me there. A ...
In silence the heart raves. It utters words Meaningless, that never had A meaning. I was ten, skinny, red-headed, Freckled. ...
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