By Wood and Wold (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows,Though laden with faint perfume,'Tis the fragrance rare that the bushman knows,The scent ...
Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows,Though laden with faint perfume,'Tis the fragrance rare that the bushman knows,The scent ...
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
Part IVisions in the SmokeRest, and be thankful! On the verge Of the tall cliff rugged and grey,But whose granite ...
Through the lattice rushes the south wind, dense With fumes of the flowery frankincense From hawthorn blossoming thickly; And gold ...
A DialogueMark:So, Maurice, you sail to-morrow, you say? And you may or may not return?Be sociable, man! for once in ...
FauconshaweTo fetch clear water out of the spring The little maid Margaret ran;From the stream to the castle's western ...
Aye, snows are rife in December, And sheaves are in August yet,And you would have me remember, And I would ...
Oh, gaily sings the bird! and the wattle-boughs are stirr'd And rustled by the scented breath of spring; Oh, the ...
OH, gaily sings the bird! and the wattle-boughs are stirred And rustled by the scented breath of Spring; Oh, the ...
They are rhymes rudely strung with intent less Of sound than of words, In lands where bright blossoms are scentless, ...
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