The Fight at Eureka Stockade (Henry Lawson Poem)
"Was I at Eureka?" His figure was drawn to a youthful height, And a flood of proud recollections made the ...
"Was I at Eureka?" His figure was drawn to a youthful height, And a flood of proud recollections made the ...
Comrades, if I don't live to see the day -- I mean,if I die before freedom comes -- take me ...
Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on ...
She has heard a steady call to wear the Master's sandals to take up his staff go out into the ...
We that have been saved are clothed with Christ coated by the example of the risen Lord, who humbled himself ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
NOT in scorn do I reprove thee, Not in pride thy vows I waive, But, believe, I could not love ...
And because a man is human He'll want to eat, and thanks a lot But talk can't take the place ...
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
Quarter to three: I wake again at the hour of his birth Thirty years ago and now he paces corridors ...
When once the twilight locks no longer Locked in the long worm of my finger Nor damned the sea that ...
'Twas up in a land long famed for gold, where women were far and rare, Tellus, the smith, had taken ...
Calmly we walk through this April's day, Metropolitan poetry here and there, In the park sit pauper and rentier, The ...
When the long, long day is over, and the Big Boss gives me my pay, I hope that it won't ...
Oh I am neither rich nor poor, No worker I dispoil; Yet I am glad to be secure From servitude ...
THE Government--I heard about the Government and I went out to find it. I said I would look closely at ...
WHEN the sea is everywhere from horizon to horizon .. when the salt and blue fill a circle of horizons ...
I WAS born on the prairie and the milk of its wheat, the red of its clover, the eyes of ...
Not soon, as late as the approach of my ninetieth year, I felt a door opening in me and I ...
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
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