The Man of Sentiment (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
Part One[A walled garden of York. It is an August Sunday, and the baying of deep church-bells is blown faintly ...
Part One[A walled garden of York. It is an August Sunday, and the baying of deep church-bells is blown faintly ...
IIN an old play-house, in an old play,In an old piece that has been done to death,We dance, kind ladies, ...
BURYING friends is not a pomp,Not, indeed, Roman:Lacking the monument,Heroic stone;Nor is it an obscuring parasol,The pad of customary gloves ...
TAKE your great light away, your music end;I'm off to feed myself as quick as I can.You're perfectly impossible to ...
After the whey-faced anonymity Of river-gums and scribbly-gums and bush, After the rubbing and the hit of brush, You come ...
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