The Bull (Dame Mary Gilmore DBE Poems)
Bellow, bull, bellow!Low thy dark soundLike a moan,Call to thine own!Stand with thy head on the fence,And bellow, bull, bellow!What ...
Bellow, bull, bellow!Low thy dark soundLike a moan,Call to thine own!Stand with thy head on the fence,And bellow, bull, bellow!What ...
Me an' the old road, goin' along together,The old road listenin'—talkin' through the leather.Friends? Why, we are cobbers, the old ...
Within the night, above the dark,I heard a host upon the air,Upon the void they made no mark,For all that ...
Bride weather it is, my lad,And old bones feel it today;The wind's a tooth as sharp as a gad,The frost ...
Who now enters here,With his locks at the sere,And a face like a boy?Winter full of joy,Young heart and old ...
There came an old man down the road, And, oh, he whistled fine!He brought a tune from out ...
I shall not need the moonTo find thy trysting-place;The plovers, late and soon,O'er it in flight enlace;Forward and back they ...
I am the woman-drawer, I am the cry;I am the secret voice; I am the sigh;I ...
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