The Box-Tree’s Love (Barcroft Henry Boake Poems)
Long time beside the squatter's gate A great grey Box-Tree, early, late, Or shine or rain, in silence there Had ...
Long time beside the squatter's gate A great grey Box-Tree, early, late, Or shine or rain, in silence there Had ...
A sweat-dripping horse and a half-naked myall, And a message: 'Come out to the back of the run- Be out ...
She was born in the season of fire, When a mantle of murkiness lay On the front of the crimson ...
Brookong station lay half-asleepDozed in the waning western glare('Twas before the run had stocked with sheepAnd only cattle depastured there)As ...
Easter Monday in the city - Rattle, rattle, rumble, rush;Tom and Jerry, ...
Adown the grass-grown paths we strayed, The evening cowslips ope'dTheir yellow eyes ...
Yes, there it hangs upon the wall And never gives a sound,The hand that trimmed its greenhide fall Is hidden ...
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