A Poor Joke (Edward George Dyson Poems)
'NO, you can't count me in, boys; I'm off it-I'm jack of them practical jokes;They give neither pleasure nor profit,And ...
'NO, you can't count me in, boys; I'm off it-I'm jack of them practical jokes;They give neither pleasure nor profit,And ...
What gnarled stretch, what depth of shade, is his! There needs no crown to mark the forest's king;How in his leaves ...
"You are old, father William," the young man said, "And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly stand on ...
Mine heart ish proken into little pits,I tells you friend what for;Mine schweet-heart, von coot patriotic kirl,She trives me off ...
HE WORKS in the glen where the waratah grows, And the gums and the ashes are tall,'Neath cliffs that re-echo the ...
The world is turned ag'in' me, And people says, "They guessThat nothin' else is in me But pure maliciousness!"I git the blame ...
She was a coat of armsseasoned for the job -- toughand polished like tortoise shell.When the women were tougher,she'd tuck ...
"Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound,We stumbled on a stationary voice,And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from the palace' ...
1. HAWKSHAW 3rd Trinity. 5. KINGLAKE 3rd Trinity. 2. PIGOTT Corpus. ...
Here is a tale of the Rockies,And of Rockies I know quite a few;There's the mint rock, the flint rock, ...
It's tough when you are homesick in a strange and distant place; It's anguish when you're hungry for ...
FLOWERS to the fair: To you these flowers I bring,And strive to greet you with an earlier spring.Flowers sweet, and ...
This ten-year Parliament that sprang, they say,From far-off causes and a different day,This jaded, old, unrepresenting 'rump',That has no destination ...
Send us more women, voter, to watch below Big Ben.More Rathbones, Tates, and Summerskills, more Megans should be heard.They work-they ...
"You are old, Father william," the young man said, "And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly ...
They don't want to be your hedge, Your barrier, your living wall, the no-go Go-between between your property And the ...
Within my house of patterned horn I sleep in such a bed As men may keep before they're born And ...
Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound, We stumbled on a stationary voice, And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from ...
This ocean, humiliating in its disguises Tougher than anything. No one listens to poetry. The ocean Does not mean to ...
JACK was a swarthy, swaggering son-of-a-gun. He worked thirty years on the railroad, ten hours a day, and his hands ...
Well, my daddy left home when I was three, and he didn't leave much to Ma and me, just this ...
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