The Rhymes of Sym (C J Dennis Poems)
Nobody knew why it should be so;Nobody knew or wanted to know. It might have been checked had but someone ...
C J Dennis Poems on Nature (60 Poems)
The Debate (C J Dennis Poems)
He was a Glug of simple charm;He wished no living creature harm. His kindly smile like sunlight fell On all ...
The Seer (C J Dennis Poems)
Somewhere or other, 'tis doubtful where,In the archives of Gosh is a volume rare, A precious old classic that nobody ...
Emily Ann (C J Dennis Poems)
Government muddles, departments dazed,Fear and confusion wherever he gazed; Order insulted, authority spurned, Dread and distraction wherever he turned -Oh, ...
The Growth of Sym (C J Dennis Poems)
Now Sym was a Glug; and 'tis mentioned soThat the tale reads perfectly plain as we go. In his veins ...
Swingin’ Douglas (C J Dennis Poems)
There's a breeze about the mountains, it is singin' in the treesA song to mock the little men who chose ...
A Woman’s Way (C J Dennis Poems)
Women is strange. You take my tip; I'm wise. I know enough to know I'll never knowThe 'uman female ...
Spike Wegg (C J Dennis Poems)
Me photer's in the papers! 'Oly wars! A 'ero, I've been called in big, black type. I 'ad ...
The Singing Soldiers (C J Dennis Poems)
When I'm sittin' in me dug-out wiv me rifle on me knees,An' a yowlin', 'owlin' chorus comes a-floatin' up the ...
Narcissus (C J Dennis Poems)
A man's a mug. I've worked the 'ole thing out To-day, down in the orchard where I sat ...
Joi, The Glug (C J Dennis Poems)
The Glugs abide in a far, far landThat is partly pebbles and stones and sand, But mainly earth of a ...
The Little Red Dog (C J Dennis Poems)
The Glugs still live in the land of Gosh,Under the rule of the great King Splosh. And they climb the ...
The End of Joi (C J Dennis Poems)
They climbed the trees . . . As was told before,The Glugs climbed trees in the days of yore, When ...
‘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 ...
A Letter To The Front (C J Dennis Poems)
I 'ave written Mick a letter in reply to one uv 'is,Where 'e arsts 'ow things is goin' where the ...
A Spring Song (C J Dennis Poems)
The world 'as got me snouted jist a treat; Crool Forchin's dirty left 'as smote me soul;An' all them joys ...
The Mooch O’ Life (C J Dennis Poems)
This ev'nin' I was sittin' wiv Doreen, Peaceful an' 'appy wiv the day's work done,Watchin', be'ind the orchard's bonzer green, ...
The Age of Reason (C J Dennis Poems)
Whene'er I read some savage tale Of punishment devisedBy tyrants in an olden day, When serfs were victimised,I reverently tell ...
Toolangi (C J Dennis Poems)
He was obviously English, in his Harris tweeds and stockings.And his accent was of Oxford, and his swagger and his ...
A Morning Song (C J Dennis Poems)
The thrush is in the wattle tree, an', "O, you pretty dear!"He's callin' to his little wife for all the ...
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 ...
Grey Thrush (C J Dennis Poems)
Grey thrush was in the wattle tree, an', "Oh, you pretty dear!"He says in his allurin' way; an' I remarks, ...
Haw! (C J Dennis Poems)
Haw! Good fellow I'm not doubting Your intentions are all right,And your general appearance Is intelligent and bright;But the question ...
A Matter Of Degree (C J Dennis Poems)
B. SMITH would most undoubtedly be very, very crossIf some rude person called him Jap, and yet, I'm at a ...
The Censor (C J Dennis Poems)
The Censor sits behind his desk, And smiles a censored smile; His great, blue ...
The Axeman (C J Dennis Poems)
High on the hills, where the tall trees grow,There lives an axeman that I know.From his little hut by a ...
Ingavar (C J Dennis Poems)
O, the trees grow straight and the trees grow tall, And the trees grow all around;And the long limbs sprout ...
The Song of the Sulky Stockman (C J Dennis Poems)
Come, let us sing with a right good ring (Sing hey for lifting lay, sing hey!)Of any old, sunny ...
The Mellowing Of Joe (C J Dennis Poems)
When the Laborites and Liberals are bickering, Are a-calling and a-bawling in the House,And the strangers in the gallery are ...
The Roads’ End (C J Dennis Poems)
Old Ben, the pensioner, is going down to die.Huddled in the mail-car, he turns a wistful eyeOn this familiar forest ...