A Drought Idyll (George Essex Evans Poems)
It was the middle of the drought; the ground was hot and bare,You might search for grass with a microscope, ...
It was the middle of the drought; the ground was hot and bare,You might search for grass with a microscope, ...
Have you heard the story that gossips tell Of Burns of Gettysburg?-No? Ah, well, Brief is the glory that hero ...
Why, 'ow's she goin', Bill, ole sport? I thort I knoo your dile!My oath! You look the proper sort! That ...
IHe sat with his foolish mouth agape at the golden glare of the sea,And his wizened ...
'E sez to me, "Wot's orl this flamin' war? The papers torks uv nothin' else but scraps.An'wot's ole England got ...
If Bethlehem were here today, Or this were ...
She never nagged; she never said no word; But sat an' looked at me an' never stirred. I could ...
I 'ave written Mick a letter in reply to one uv 'is,Where 'e arsts 'ow things is goin' where the ...
I. (Macauley, who made it):Pour, varlet, pour the water,The water steaming hot!A spoonful for each man of us,Another for the ...
A lazy and careless boy was Jack,-- He would not work, and he would not play; And so ...
Lilacs, False blue, White, Purple, Color of lilac, Your great puffs of flowers Are everywhere in this my New England. ...
(Compiled by the Sentimental Bloke)I ain't no verse-'og. When I busts in song An' fills the air wiv choonful melerdy,I ...
Ses Cullen, the cockie, he ses to me:"Now, I puts it to you in this way:If a feller....(Woah, Ginger! Come ...
Friend whom I never saw, yet dearest friend, Be with me travelling on the byeway now ...
Heaven help your home to-night,MacCormac; for I knowA white witch woman is your bride:You married for your woe.You thought her ...
WILD winged thing, O brought I know not whence To beat your life out in my life's low cage; You ...
Give me the life of a huntsman,It wants a lot of beating...I know, I've served my apprenticeshipWith that famous hunter, ...
Now, Ma-til-der! Ain't cher dressed yet? I declare, the girl ain't up!Last as ushul. Move yerself, you sleepy'-ead!Are you goin' ...
In days gone by, when cows could fly And goblins rode on bears; When fairies danced upon ...
Hear the loud swell of it, mighty pell mell of it,Thousands of voices all blent into one:See "hell for leather" ...
Before they come I hear their talk And ...
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Ladies and gentlemen: I take this opportunityTo introduce myself and mention that, much as we may deplore the fact, we ...
I Under the trees in the dell. Here by the side of the stream, Were it not pleasant to dream, ...
The point is turned; the twilight shadow fillsThe wheeling stream, the soft receding shore,And on our ears from deep among ...
Sal was a sobstuff sisterOn the pictures she'd shed tears galoreHer tears fell in torrents, and the band at the ...
'E wouldn't play the flute; the sulky cow. An', after all the trouble that we tookTo try an' cheer,'is spirits ...
King Cole he reigned in Aureoland,But the sceptre was seldom in his handFar oftener was there his golden cup—He ate ...
Tho' it sounds a trifle mystic, Somewhat vague and cabbalistic,When you come to analyse the ...
Before he wrote a poem, he learned the measureThat living in the future gives a farm—Propinquity of mules and cows, ...
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