White Cockatoos (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
Now the autumn maize is growing, Now the corn-cob fills, Where the Little River flowing Winds among the hills. Over ...
Now the autumn maize is growing, Now the corn-cob fills, Where the Little River flowing Winds among the hills. Over ...
(Another version of "A Terre".) To Siegfried Sassoon My arms have mutinied against me -- brutes! My fingers fidget like ...
"I will to the King, And offer him consolation in his trouble, For that man there has set his teeth ...
I Happy are men who yet before they are killed Can let their veins run cold. Whom no compassion fleers ...
If I were a cinnamon peeler I would ride your bed And leave the yellow bark dust On your pillow. ...
BOWED by the weight of centuries he leans Upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, The emptiness of ages ...
Rise, brothers, rise; the wakening skies pray to the morning light, The wind lies asleep in the arms of the ...
O living pictures of the dead, O songs without a sound, O fellowship whose phantom tread Hallows a phantom ground ...
Who are these? Why sit they here in twilight? Wherefore rock they, purgatorial shadows, Drooping tongues from jaws that slob ...
'Twas in the year of 1887, which many people will long remember, The burning of the Theatre at Exeter on ...
A heroic story I will unfold, Concerning Jenny Carrister, a heroine bold, Who lived in Australia, at a gold mine ...
'Twas in the year of 1746, and in April the 14th day, That Prince Charles Stuart and his army marched ...
Oh, thou demon Drink, thou fell destroyer; Thou curse of society, and its greatest annoyer. What hast thou done to ...
Alas! Prince Henry of Battenberg is dead! And, I hope, has gone to heaven, its streets to tread, And to ...
'Twas on the 22nd of March, in the year 1885, That the Arabs rushed like a mountain torrent in full ...
There lived in Munich a poor, weakly youth, But for the exact date, I cannot vouch for the truth, And ...
My Claudia, it is long since we have met, So kissed, so held each other heart to heart! I thought ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
Brothers, let us glorify freedom's twilight - the great, darkening year. Into the seething waters of the night heavy forests ...
From a fearful height, a wandering light, but does a star glitter like this, crying? Transparent star, wandering light your ...
I have studied the Science of departures, in night's sorrows, when a woman's hair falls down. The oxen chew, there's ...
'Twas Christmastide in Germany, And in the year of 1850, And in the city of Berlin, which is most beautiful ...
A little child stood thinking, sorrowfully and ill at ease, In a forest beneath the branches of the tall pine ...
On one occasion King James the Fifth of Scotland, when alone, in disguise, Near by the Bridge of Cramond met ...
You never marveled, dullards of Spoon River, When Chase Henry voted against the saloons To revenge himself for being shut ...
["Now what, we ask, is become of this Sinking Fund - these eight millions of surplus above expenditure, which were ...
Grant me the moment, the lovely moment That I may lean forth to see The other buds, the other blooms, ...
Into the world you sent her, mother, Fashioned her body of coral and foam, Combed a wave in her hair's ...
Last night for the first time since you were dead I walked with you, my brother, in a dream. We ...
For Linda Foster I Because we used to have leaves and on damp days our muscles feel a tug, painful ...
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