Sonnets of the Empire: Hawk (Archibald Thomas Strong Poems)
Great sea dog, fighter in the great old way! What though thy ships were tinder, and the pest Rotted thy ...
Great sea dog, fighter in the great old way! What though thy ships were tinder, and the pest Rotted thy ...
The sun falls warm: the southern winds awake:The air seethes upwards with a steamy shiver:Each dip of the road is ...
Brown dropping of leaves, Soft rush of the wind, Slow searing of sheaves On the hill; ...
Gay citizen, myself, and thoughtful friend,Your ghosts are Plato's Christians in the cave.Unfix your necks, turn to the door; the ...
Cry out upon the crime, and then let slipThe dogs of hate, whose hanging muzzles trackThe bloody secret; let the ...
Shepherds, rise, and shake off sleep — See the blushing morn doth peepThrough your windows, while the sunTo the mountain-tops ...
In my Spanish cloak,And old slouch hat,And overshoes of felt,And Tyke, my faithful dog,And my knotted hickory cane,I slipped about ...
"The brave young city by the Balboa seas Lies compassed about by the hosts of night- Lies humming, low, like ...
San Teodulo, give them vinegar when they thirst.Holy Peter, when they hunger, look the otherway.St. Frigid, if they bleed, have ...
The poplars in the fields of France Are golden ladies come to dance; But yet to see them there is ...
Roses in silken bouillon:Opening onto the azure silkA line of cabins on a yellow bed -Shells of Aphrodite.Who wouldn't feel ...
THE poplars in the fields of France Are golden ladies come to dance ; But yet to see them there ...
—for my fatherYesterday was Sunday. Your grandsonstared at your feet and foundthe eclipse that moved for yearsacross your nails. He ...
I went up and down the streetsHere and there by day and night,Through all hours of the night caring for ...
As I was coming down Conroy's Gap,I heard a maiden cry;'There goes Bill the Bullocky,He's bound for Gundagai.A better poor ...
A dung heap of rotting corpses: Glazed eyes, bloodshot, Brains split, guts spewed outThe air poisoned by the stink of ...
This one was put in a jacket, This one was sent home, This one was given bread and meat But ...
As one star falls, others remain aloft.They soar and await their fall.A man dies, and the others say:"Thank God! It ...
A white bird is the big sky.Under it a cowering city stares.The houses are half-dead old people.A gaunt carriage-horse gapes ...
the spirit of the placelives inside the mangy bodyof the station dogdoing penance for the last three hundred years underthe ...
Out in the sun the goldfinch flitsAlong the thistle-tops, flits and twitsAbove the hollow woodWhere birds swim like fish -Fish ...
The owl is abroad,the bat and the toad,And so is the cat-a mountain,The ant and the mole sit both in ...
Like old bones in the potOf noon the damned streets lie there.It's a long time since I saw you here.A ...
Yonder's the man with his life in his hand,Legs on the march for whatever the land,Or to the slaughter, or ...
You stroke the fur of the big fine dog.Looking way down into its eyes, you speak,Pointing out for me the ...
The crows kept flyin' up, boys,The crows kept flyin' up.The dog he seen and whimpered, boys,Though he was but a ...
Old Mother Hubbard She went to the cupboard, To find a nice bone for her dog. ...
The little brown owl sits up in the Tree, And if you look well His big eyes you ...
Pussy-cat sits by the fire;How should she be fair? In walks the little dog,Says "Pussy! are you there?""How do you ...
Night settles on this mountain village; a dog barks 'way over there. From the gate of my hut I see ...
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