The Careys (John O Brien Poems)
Their new house stood just off the road. A fine big brick two-storey, All gabled, tiled, and porticoed, To flaunt its owners' glory. We ...
Their new house stood just off the road. A fine big brick two-storey, All gabled, tiled, and porticoed, To flaunt its owners' glory. We ...
Ah, the memories that find me now my hair is turning gray,Drifting in like painted butterflies from paddocks far away;Dripping ...
Yes, that's the hardest hand at all upon my frosted head-That telegram that brought the news that Father Pat is ...
Faith, 'tis good to see him comin' when the bell for Mass is flingin'Gladsome golden notes appealin' on the Sabbath-softened ...
The presbytery has gone to pot since this house-keeper came;She's up-to-date and stylish; but the place is not the sameSince ...
'Tis a queer, old battered landmark that belongs to other years;With the dog-leg fence around it, and its hat about ...
Have you seen the tidy cottage in the straggling, dusty street,Where the roses swing their censers by the door?Have you ...
"The flowers have no scent, and the birds have no song," We read in the lesson before us,While carols enchanted came ...
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