The Sword Of Pain (George Essex Evans Poems)
The Lights burn dim and make weird shadow-play,The white walls of the ward are changed to grey,Down the long aisle ...
The Lights burn dim and make weird shadow-play,The white walls of the ward are changed to grey,Down the long aisle ...
Weary was I of Earth. My body lay, Its fires turned down and slaked to faintest heat.My soul went ...
In an age of Mammon and Greed, In an age of Humbug and ...
THE BOY went out from the ranges grim,And the breath of the mountains went with him;With a song in his ...
IT WAS on the fourth of August, as five hundred of us layIn the camp at Eland's River, came a ...
SPRINGAcross the street, across the grass,Across my life I watch her pass.No pure star on a dusky heightHath eyes more ...
Where is God, whilst all around us sounds the jarring of the wheels,When the cry of human anguish starwards thro' ...
Ebbs and flows the restless river In the city streetWhere the great nerve centres quiver, Where the pulses ...
There is scarlet on his forehead, There are scars across his face,'Tis the bloody dew ...
They left the vine-wreathed cottage and the mansion on the hill,The houses in the busy streets where life is never ...
Nature feels the touch of noon; Not a rustle stirs the grass;Not a shadow flecks the sky,Save the brown hawk ...
His hat looks worn, and his coat-sleeves shine,As I see him step from his 'bus at nine;His boots are pieced ...
Around and beneath, the dull grey mist and the sullen roar of the sea,Scant footing-place on the sheer cliffs face-with ...
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