Beef Tea (C J Dennis Poems)
She never nagged; she never said no word; But sat an' looked at me an' never stirred. I could ...
C J Dennis Poems on Morning (21 Poems)
‘Got-a-Fag’ (C J Dennis Poems)
He was tall and tough and stringy, with the shoulders of an axeman,Broad and loose, with greenhide muscles, and a ...
The Boon of Discontent (C J Dennis Poems)
Once an anthropoidal ape, Hairy, savage, strange of shape,On a day that was excessively B.C., In a forest damp ...
In The First Elective Ministry (C J Dennis Poems)
In the neolithic age of our Australia, long ago,There dwelt a wise old chieftain, as you probably don't know;His royal ...
The I’d like to be…….. series (C J Dennis Poems)
The SailorI'd like to be a sailor - a sailor bold and bluff -Calling out, "Ship ahoy!" in manly tones ...
The Mountain Laboured (C J Dennis Poems)
A patriot spake thus to an eager throng:"Give me the power and I shall right each wrong.And Fortune, smiling, on ...
Old Town Types No. 16 – Mr Tank (C J Dennis Poems)
Twice one are two; twice two are four.I can still hear it floating thro' the old school door: Those childish ...
Old Town Types No. 22 – The Baker – Mr Brackenby (C J Dennis Poems)
Our baker, Mr Brackenby, toiler in the night,Was a lean, tall, glum man whose face was very white;A brooding man ...
Old Town Types No. 5 – Mr Mead The Printer (C J Dennis Poems)
Mr Mead, the printer -- so the townsfolk called him; But never in his presence since his reign began;Such a ...
Introducing the Day Family (C J Dennis Poems)
Sun Day is a simple child, Face new washed and shining;In the morning prim and mild - Church and ...
Coquette (C J Dennis Poems)
Spring is a flirt. Unexpectedly gleaming Over the shoulder of some far blue hill.We glimpse the blue eyes of her, ...
In A Forest Garden: A Promise of Spring (C J Dennis Poems)
Spring surely must be near. High over head The kind blue heavens bend to timbers tall;And here, this morning, is ...
On With the Dance! (C J Dennis Poems)
Hi, Cockalorum! But - Misery me!What is the aftermath going to be? With joy at its zenith and sorrow its ...
Monday Morning (C J Dennis Poems)
I often pause to contemplateThe sadly barren mental stateOf persons whom it is my fate To meet on Monday morning.They ...
The Martyr of Bovinia (C J Dennis Poems)
She milked the cow; and all the morn was hushed - (It was a beast that never kicked or rushed)The ...
Morning Glory (C J Dennis Poems)
Singing morning has begun.Where the wooded ranges runTo far summits, there the snowLingers yet. But down belowIn the quiet, green-girt ...
The Pallid Cuckoo (C J Dennis Poems)
Dolefully and drearily Come I with the spring;Wearily and cerily My threnody I sing.Hear my drear, discordant note Sobbing, sobbing ...
Melba (C J Dennis Poems)
Born to the sun and smiling skies, And bird-songs to the morning flung,To joyousness that never dies In ...
‘KSmith’ (C J Dennis Poems)
Hoping you will not deem it rude,I'd like to call an interlude In our remarkable array Of leading statesmen of ...
Our Street (C J Dennis Poems)
In our street, the main street Running thro' the town,You see a lot of busy folk Going up and down:Bag ...
The Postman (C J Dennis Poems)
I'd like to be a postman, and walk along the street,Calling out, "Good Morning, Sir," to gentlemen I meet,Ringing every ...