My Curate’s Motor Bike (John O Brien Poems)
Before the lad invested we had comfort here indeed;Our lives were as an open book, and he who ran might ...
Before the lad invested we had comfort here indeed;Our lives were as an open book, and he who ran might ...
He comes when the gullies are wrapped in the gloaming,And lime-lights are trained on the tops of the gums,To stand ...
No, you don't quite get the meaning when the fun is at its heightWith the neighbours at the breakfast, and ...
Old Father Pat! They'll tell you still with mingled love and prideOf stirring deeds that live and thrill the quiet ...
To the rooms where I am dining in the glaring city's dayCome the happy honeymooners from the country far away,Two ...
Times I think I'm not the man- Must be some mistake.Me among the also ran? Cute and wideawake!Old and beat and crotchety- Sixty-five, ...
"Wisha, what is the matter with Jim, I dunno?Is he right in the mind for this last week or so? Or ...
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