At Casey’s After Mass (John O Brien Poems)
There's a weather-beaten sign-post where the track turns towards the west,Through the tall, white, slender timber, in the land i ...
There's a weather-beaten sign-post where the track turns towards the west,Through the tall, white, slender timber, in the land i ...
I can see it in my dreaming o'er a gap of thirty years,And the rattle of its boxes still is ...
Ah, the memories that find me now my hair is turning gray,Drifting in like painted butterflies from paddocks far away;Dripping ...
They have brought the news, my darlin', that I've waited for so long.Faith, 'twas little news they brought me; every ...
'Tis a queer, old battered landmark that belongs to other years;With the dog-leg fence around it, and its hat about ...
Oh, stick me in the old caboose this night of wind and rain,And let the doves of fancy loose to ...
With trust in God and her good man She settled neath the spur;The old slab dwelling, spick and span, Was world enough ...
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