Ruth (Henry Lawson Poems)
All is well-in a prison-to-night, and the warders are crying 'All's Well!'I must speak, for the sake of my heart-if ...
All is well-in a prison-to-night, and the warders are crying 'All's Well!'I must speak, for the sake of my heart-if ...
THE COSMOPOLITE.BUT the Three, as before, were still sitting and talking together,With the landlord, the worthy divine, and also the ...
ONCE a stranger youth to Corinth came, Who in Athens lived, but hoped that heFrom a certain townsman there might claim, As ...
Delightful is this loneliness; it calmsMy heart: pleasant the cool beneath these elms,That throw across the stream a moveless shade.Here ...
James Patrick O'Hara the Justice of Peace,He bossed the P.M. and he bossed the police;A parent, a deacon, a landlord ...
(Written on seeing a wealthy townsman rudely pusha poor little girl off the pavement.)Gently, gently, shoo's thi sister, Tho' her clooas ...
Blooming, brooding, balmy May,Tell me what to sing or sayTo thy praise. I muse in vain—Sonnet, song, and rhyming strainBabble ...
WHILE clouds on high are riding,The wintry moonshine hiding,The raging blast abiding,O'er mountain waves we go,We go, we go, we ...
. Now hearken, ye who take delight In boasting of your worth! To many ...
Luke Gale, the larrikin lad, dwelt in Larrikin Lane, A low street, a by-street, right at the edge of the ...
Sweet village! where my early days were pass'd,Though parted long, we meet, we meet at last!Like friends, imbrown'd by many ...
Down here in Cactus Center we ain't much on splittin' hairs;In the fancy shades of language we are puttin' on ...
The time you won your town the race We chaired you through the market-place; Man and boy stood cheering by, ...
The time you won your town the race We chaired you through the market-place; Man and boy stood cheering by, ...
[First published in Schiller's Horen, in connection with a friendly contest in the art of ballad-writing between the two great ...
The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud, -and hark, again! loud as ...
Now hearken, ye who take delight In boasting of your worth! To many a man, to many a knight, Beloved ...
You are a friend then, as I make it out, Of our man Shakespeare, who alone of us Will put ...
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