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 ...
Ye, who by the couches of languishing ones, Have watched through the rising and setting of suns,-- Who, silent, behind the close ...
Thus you the sad catastrophe have seen,Occasioned by a mistress and a queen.Queen Eleanor the proud was French, they say;But ...
A SIGHT in camp in the day-break grey and dim,As from my tent I emerge so early, sleepless,As slow I ...
SMALL, fragile, and dark-eyed was Alan's mother, Of Highland blood; her solemn Saxon mate Had ne'er been able quite to ...
Who's that I hear?-It's me-Who?-Your heartHanging on by the thinnest threadI lose all my strength, substance, and fluidWhen I see ...
Here, in the silent churchyard, 'mid a thousand dead, alone, Weary I sit for a moment clasping this cross of ...
Spirit hid in a stone, Come to me now. See, with a blow,I can compel you-I, all alone.I am ...
Who's that I hear?-It's me-Who?-Your heart Hanging on by the thinnest thread I lose all my strength, substance, and fluid ...
1 TO conclude-I announce what comes after me; I announce mightier offspring, orators, days, and then, for the present, depart. ...
1 FLOOD-TIDE below me! I watch you face to face; Clouds of the west! sun there half an hour high! ...
PASSING stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you, You must be he I was seeking, or ...
CITY of ships! (O the black ships! O the fierce ships! O the beautiful, sharp-bow'd steam-ships and sail-ships!) City of ...
A SIGHT in camp in the day-break grey and dim, As from my tent I emerge so early, sleepless, As ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
JESUS emptied the devils of one man into forty hogs and the hogs took the edge of a high rock ...
Shall I never make him look at me again? I look at him, I look my life at him, I ...
Does the wind sing in your ears at night, in the town, Rattling the windows and doors of the cheap-built ...
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