The Swagman (C J Dennis Poems)
Oh, he was old and he was spare;His bushy whiskers and his hairWere all fussed up and very greyHe said ...
C J Dennis Poems on Sadness (90 Poems)
The Creed of Old George Jones (C J Dennis Poems)
A little of fretting, a little of getting, A little of slaving and saving, may be;A little of spending, a ...
Fruits of Victory (C J Dennis Poems)
These be the fruits, O man who would out-loom The proudest Caesar of Rome's proudest story,When legion after legion marched ...
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 ...
Cataclysm (C J Dennis Poems)
We curse our lot; we gird at fate; Like peevish children we complain;Hope dies, and life grows desperate Because of ...
Bridles for Butterflies (C J Dennis Poems)
They must not talk....That strong and silent creature, The male of homo sapiens, bears the banWith calm aplomb. Speech is ...
The Kick (C J Dennis Poems)
First I tried a Dry Martini;But found not one teeny-weeny Semblance of a kick in any kind of this.Then I ...
Redivivus (C J Dennis Poems)
To-day I took old rhymes that I had written. And read them through, each one unto the end:When with a ...
Cosmic Comic Relief (C J Dennis Poems)
Sadly sobbing, sadly sobbing, Rolls the restless wireless sea,Where the wireless waves go bobbing Up and down so dolefully.And nothing ...
War’s End Armistice Day 1935 (C J Dennis Poems)
Greyer and older, still they stand Wearier, quieter, still they pray;Men who had offered their all to a land. And ...
Billy’s Policeman (C J Dennis Poems)
I knew a policeman once -- And this is true as it ever could be --Who made me feel an ...
Cooked (C J Dennis Poems)
What's the use? Give it best;Cut her loose; Have a rest.Hope is dead; Gloom collects,Nuff is said - ...
An Error in Creation (C J Dennis Poems)
There was once a man who made a weird machine,Employing dynamite and kerosene. His subsequent destruction ...
Bobbie (C J Dennis Poems)
Gin you're gangin' doon the city Come next Sabbath afternoon,An' you'll catch a glimpse o' Tartan An' you'll hear a ...
The Faith of Old George Jones [2] (C J Dennis Poems)
Long faces, hangin' lips an' eyes without a smile, Meegrims an' mulligrubs, mournfulness an' moans,Faith in the future gone to ...
Mr Fitzmickle Has A Test Match Fright (C J Dennis Poems)
Mr Fitzmickle, the martinet, Stern lord of his house and kin,Is a small, bald man, and a cricket fan Since ...
Art is Long – Hair is Shorter (C J Dennis Poems)
When artists wore a flowing mane,Then, in a sentimental vein, With pastorals they lured the eye, Or sad, sweet scenes ...
Perpetual Motion (C J Dennis Poems)
What (said the poet) should we care For all this mad world's phantasies,For rumours rife upon the air Of terrors ...
Week-ends (C J Dennis Poems)
I don't know what's come to the summer In these dull and decadent years;But a fellow grows glummer and glummer ...
The Golden Age (C J Dennis Poems)
Is it the dawn of a Golden Age And a swift release from pain?The politicians fight and rage Where doubt ...
The Fall of Fitzmickle (C J Dennis Poems)
Mr Fitzmickle, the martinet, Rules with an iron rodHis house and home; 'neath its red-tiled dome He struts like a ...
To a Dead Mate (C J Dennis Poems)
There's many a man who rides today In the lonely, far out-back;There's many a man who makes his way ...
A New Year Thought (C J Dennis Poems)
Brother, who on some near morrowMakes a pledge conceived in sorrow Makes a New Year resolution Seeking plenary ablution.Makes a ...
Mad, But Not So Mad (C J Dennis Poems)
Though our eye in recent seasons Has a wild and glassy glare,And we fail to offer reasons For the straws ...
Caesar Redivivus (C J Dennis Poems)
In the olive groves of Italy Men minds are all aflame;For the war-lust spreads thro' Italy, Where war-lords call the ...
John Galsworthy (C J Dennis Poems)
Not for vague honors, not for treacherous power He lived and toiled thro' this, his earthy span;But to uphold and ...
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 ...
Consummation (C J Dennis Poems)
They may be duds or they may be drones, Or legislators heaven-sent;But the A.L.P. for all atones When it gets ...
The Dream and the Cup (C J Dennis Poems)
Here my fancy finished; so, Dreaming, I could clearly see How he galloped. This was no ...
His Bread And His Art (C J Dennis Poems)
It was an actor, seedy, sad, Who stood within the gate;Long weary marches he had had - He had not ...