The Mutiny Of The Chains (John Boyle O Reilly Poems)
PENAL COLONY OF WESTERN AUSTRALIA, 1857THE sun rose o'er dark Fremantle,And the Sentry stood on the wall;Above him, with white ...
PENAL COLONY OF WESTERN AUSTRALIA, 1857THE sun rose o'er dark Fremantle,And the Sentry stood on the wall;Above him, with white ...
A CITY of Palaces! Yes, that's true: a city of palaces built for trade;Look down this street-what a splendid view ...
IT is sweet to rejoice for a day,-For a day that is reached at last!It is well for wanderers in ...
LASHED to the planet, glaring at the sky,An eagle at his heart-the Pagan Christ!Why is it, Mystery? O, dumb Darkness, ...
I.TEAR down the crape from the column! Let the shaft stand white and fair!Be silent the wailing music-there is no ...
IN the depths of the silent wood the temple of Friendship stood,Like a dream of snow-white stone, or a vestal ...
WISE men use days as husbandmen use bees,And steal rich drops from every pregnant hour;Others, like wasps on blossomed apple-trees,Find ...
THERE once was a time when, as old songs prove it,The earth was not round, but an endless plain;The sea ...
IS he well blessed who has no eyes to scanThe woeful things that shadow all our life:The latent brute behind ...
THEY came in the early spring-days,With the first refreshing showersAnd I watched the growing beautyOf the little drooping flowers.They had ...
IT chanced to me upon a time to sailAcross the Southern Ocean to and fro;And, landing at fair isles, by ...
O Beauteous Southland! Land of yellow airThat hangeth o've thee slumbering, and doth holdThe moveless foliage of thy valleys fair,And ...
DEAR honored name, beloved for human ties,But loved and honored first that One was givenIn living proof to erring mortal ...
HE is coming! he is coming! in my throbbing breast I feel it;There is music in my blood, and it ...
DEAR islands of the Orient,Where Nature's first of love was spent;Sweet hill-tops of the summered landWhere gods and men went ...
THOSE we love truly never die,Though year by year the sad memorial wreath,A ring and flowers, types of life and ...
I MAY not speak in words, dear, but let my words be flowers,To tell their crimson secret in leaves of ...
HE gathered cherry-stones, and carved them quaintlyInto fine semblances of flies and flowers;With subtle skill, he even imaged faintlyThe forms ...
The bees are in the meadowAnd the swallows in the sky;The cattle in the shadowWatch the river running by.The wheat ...
THERE is no joy all set apart from pain,The opening bud has loss as well as gain.The brighest dewdrop gems ...
O THE rare spring flowers! take them as they come:Do not wait forsummer buds-they may never bloom.Every sweet to-day sends, ...
LOVE is a plant with double root,And of strange, elastic power:Men's minds are divided in naming the fruit,But a kiss ...
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