Nocturne (C J Dennis Poems)
I'm standin' at the corner uv the Lane -- The Land called Spadgers -- waiting fer 'is jills.The night's come ...
I'm standin' at the corner uv the Lane -- The Land called Spadgers -- waiting fer 'is jills.The night's come ...
Sowin' things an' growin' things, an' watchin' of 'em grow;That's the game, my father said, an' father ought to know."Settin' ...
I nearly fell fair in my tracks.I'm trudgin' homeward with my axe When I come on her suddenly. "I wonder ...
Now this is the ballad of Jeremy Jones, And likewise of Bobadil Brown,Of the Snooks and the Snaggers and Macs ...
Now, be the Hokey Fly! sez Peter Begg."Suppose 'e comes 'ome with a wooden leg. Suppose 'e isn't fit to ...
The Glugs abide in a far, far landThat is partly pebbles and stones and sand, But mainly earth of a ...
The Glugs still live in the land of Gosh,Under the rule of the great King Splosh. And they climb the ...
They climbed the trees . . . As was told before,The Glugs climbed trees in the days of yore, When ...
He was obviously English, in his Harris tweeds and stockings.And his accent was of Oxford, and his swagger and his ...
He lived in Mundaloo, and Bill McClosky was his name,But folks that knew him well had little knowledge of that ...
Yes, it's tryin', Mrs Gudgits. Very tryin', as you say.To 'ave a 'usban' on yer 'an's not only night but ...
By the Mediterranean shore, In the days of the cohorts and legions,When oodles of rain used to pour O'er the ...
Long John McDougal, the wax-end and leather man, Solon of the main street, full of curious lore,Keen-eyed and frugal, politician, ...
Brothers!(I address myself to that chosen few -- which includes you,My dear reader -- whoAre men of understanding, bright intellect ...
Not guilty, yer Honor . . . An' givin' me reasons,I'd like for to plead this 'ere change in the ...
Outgoing: the Ooonah for Burnie.... How often the radio spoke;Till the stout little ship and her journey Grew into a ...
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