In Spadger’s Lane (C J Dennis Poems)
Ole Mother Moon 'oo yanks 'er beamin' dile Acrost the sky when we've grown sick o' day,She's like some fat ...
Ole Mother Moon 'oo yanks 'er beamin' dile Acrost the sky when we've grown sick o' day,She's like some fat ...
Now, be the Hokey Fly! sez Peter Begg."Suppose 'e comes 'ome with a wooden leg. Suppose 'e isn't fit to ...
Whene'er I read some savage tale Of punishment devisedBy tyrants in an olden day, When serfs were victimised,I reverently tell ...
We were cartin' lathes and palin's from the slopes of Mount St. Leonard,With our axles near the road-bed and the ...
Once an anthropoidal ape, Hairy, savage, strange of shape,On a day that was excessively B.C., In a forest damp ...
Light of my lives! Is the time not yet? Lo, I've brooded on a starThrough many a year, with the ...
Now, I always have preserved a certain attitude Quite definite in reference to Work --('Tis futility concealingThat I have the ...
Mrs Felix Donnett was a lady of renown,For ten years her husband was mayor of the town; For ten years ...
Mrs Felix Donnett was a lady of renown,For ten years her husband was mayor of the town; For ten ...
Old Ben, the pensioner, is going down to die.Huddled in the mail-car, he turns a wistful eyeOn this familiar forest ...
Now a sad farewell to the cable-tram, Staunch friend of the quieter days,That glided down thro' a leisured town Ere ...
We have heard it. Oft we heard it long before we came of age.In whatever fields we practise, art whatever ...
This we have said: "We shall remember them." And deep our sorrow while the deed was young.Even as David mourned ...
When Leonardo was a lad there was a certain setWho snubbed him most outrageously - in fact, they snub him ...
Child of a myriad varied voices calling O'er countless leagues of space in divers tongues,Tho' captious critics view your ways ...
There's a bleak, black world without, And the rain falls fast;And the wind, with a whine and a shout, Blows ...
Gold days give way to sudden rain, But what, I ask, of that?For I am my own man again, And ...
The success of the Scout movement throughout the whole world has been amply proven by the present triumphant gathering in ...
Oh, is there not one place on earthWhere man's goodwill has gone from birthThro' adolescence, with its rage,Into a kindly, ...
A lady plump and pleasing And generous and free,Her life is spent in sleek content Beside her inland sea;And, round ...
Oh, foolish flapper, keen to be Considered cute and up-to-date,Sit down a while and hark to me, And I shall ...
I can conceive no heav'nly blissMore perfectly complete than this: To sit and smoke and idly chew Reflection's cud, with ...
Is it the dawn of a Golden Age And a swift release from pain?The politicians fight and rage Where doubt ...
Young Benjamin left school this year And stepped right in a job;And he starts in hope of a ...
Here she bides, a buxom lady, Blest by peace and great content;Dwelling by her byways shady, Where the elm trees ...
War raged around this troubled world, When I was but a lad,And into battle men were hurled, As some ambition ...
The quiet country doctors Of many a country town,Whose lives are spent to service bent, With scant hope of renown ...
Is youth not less pedantic, less absurd, Less prone to value things of little worthIn failing to wax wrath about ...
The digger's cultured daughter: Her youth was wildly free.Now by the placid water Of tree-girt WendoureeShe walks, a gracious lady, ...
You are as young, O lady mine, As ere you were in olden days,Your lips are red, your blue eyes ...
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