To An Old Mate (Henry Lawson Poem)
Old Mate! In the gusty old weather, When our hopes and our troubles were new, In the years spent in ...
Old Mate! In the gusty old weather, When our hopes and our troubles were new, In the years spent in ...
The dark eleventh hour Draws on and sees us sold To every evil power We fought against of old. Rebellion, ...
One from the ends of the earth -- gifts at an open door -- Treason has much, but we, Mother, ...
The God of Fair Beginnings Hath prospered here my hand -- The cargoes of my lading, And the keels of ...
We have another viceroy now, -- those days are dead and done Of Delilah Aberyswith and depraved Ulysses Gunne. Delilah ...
Cold is for the mistress -- silver for the maid -- Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade." "Good!" ...
(It is not for them to criticize too minutely the methods the Irish followed, though they might deplore some of ...
Beauties, have ye seen this toy, Called Love, a little boy, Almost naked, wanton, blind; Cruel now, and then as ...
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
When the Astronomer stops seeking For his Pleiad's Face -- When the lone British Lady Forsakes the Arctic Race When ...
They shut me up in Prose -- As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet -- Because ...
The Sunset stopped on Cottages Where Sunset hence must be For treason not of His, but Life's, Gone Westerly, Today ...
The Soul unto itself Is an imperial friend -- Or the most agonizing Spy -- An Enemy -- could send ...
Forget! The lady with the Amulet Forget she wore it at her Heart Because she breathed against Was Treason twixt? ...
And thou wert sad-yet I was not with thee! And thou wert sick, and yet I was not near; Methought ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
FAREWEEL to a' our Scottish fame, Fareweel our ancient glory; Fareweel ev'n to the Scottish name, Sae fam'd in martial ...
Fareweel to a' our Scottish fame, Fareweel our ancient glory; Fareweel ev'n to the Scottish name, Sae famed in martial ...
Oh for the swords of former time! Oh for the men who bore them, When, arm'd for Right, they stood ...
Oh! blame not the bard, if he fly to the bowers Where Pleasure lies, carelessly smiling at Fame; He was ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
XLI I, being born a woman and distressed By all the needs and notions of my kind, Am urged by ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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