Celebrating A Hunting Expedition (Confucius Poems)
Our chariots were well-built and firm, Well-matched our steeds, and fleet and strong. Four, sleek and large, each chariot ...
Our chariots were well-built and firm, Well-matched our steeds, and fleet and strong. Four, sleek and large, each chariot ...
Too good for the knacker, too poor for the lurry!Let him go to the army that buys in a hurry!Too ...
THE song of songs my heart would makeIs full as the great river is,Of summer's noon-day mysteries;Of imaged orchards that ...
Not for any airs and gracesWhen, to lonely, silent places Men return in memory, Come these kindly thoughts of me.But ...
A Dealer, bewitched by gain-promising dreamsSettled down near my Station, to trade with my Teams,And to sell to, my men ...
In olden days the Old White Horse Stood brave against the sky;And ne'er a teamster shaped his course To pass ...
When the drays are bogged and sinking, then it's no use sitting thinking, You must put the teams together and ...
The diggers came from Bendigo, From Albury the drovers,From where the Goulburn waters flowCame bearded teamsters travelling slow. ...
High on its curving hillside The windmill stands and seesBelow it copse and pasture And hamlet bowered in ...
Our ruler to the hunt proceeds; And black as iron are his steeds That heed the charioteer's command, Who holds ...
Five teams at plough, All at plough together . . .Red the beeches bough, Crisp and cold the ...
Fire lighted; on the table a meal for sleepy men; A lantern in the stable; a jingle now and then; ...
A cloud of dust on the long white road, And the teams go creeping on Inch by inch with the ...
The night too quickly passes And we are growing old, So let us fill our glasses And toast the Days ...
(For S. M. L.) I like to look at the blossomy track of the moon upon the sea, But it ...
The beauty of creation is found in the context of creation the story of how we began the world beginning ...
The house had gone to bring again To the midnight sky a sunset glow. Now the chimney was all of ...
As a child I played in the same frosty fields barefoot as my no lesser loved classmates, whom we challenged ...
Thou shalt no God but me adore: 'Twere too expensive to have more. No images nor idols make For Roger ...
THERE was a child went forth every day; And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became; And ...
As the team's head-brass flashed out on the turn The lovers disappeared into the wood. I sat among the boughs ...
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