The Wail Of The Waiter (Marcus Clarke Poems)
All day long, at Scott's or Menzies', I await the gorging crowd,Panting, penned within a pantry, with the blowflies humming ...
All day long, at Scott's or Menzies', I await the gorging crowd,Panting, penned within a pantry, with the blowflies humming ...
Alas! alas! this wasted NightWith all its Jasmin-scented air,Its thousand stars, serenely bright!I lie alone, and long for you,Long for ...
No! is my answer from this cold bleak ridgeDown to your valley: you may rest you there:The gulf is wide, ...
As I walked through the wilderness of this world, I lighted on a certain place where was a den (the ...
AS in those lands of mighty mountain heights,The streams, by sudden tempests overcharged,Sweep down the slopes, hearing swift ruin with ...
WHO has not seen the chearful Harvest HomeEnliv'ning the scorch'd field, and greeting gayThe slow decline of Autumn ? All ...
From Lake Como's depths ascending,With embankments steepStands a wooded headland, bendingWith majestic sweepTill its rugged shores, expanding,Join two charming bays,Now, ...
A DreamNIGHT is silent, the moon shines, and thestars twinkle in the sky. The angel of dreamscarries me thro 1 ...
DARK Angel, with thine aching lust To rid the world of penitence: Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtile violence! Because of ...
Poor Monsieur d'Alveron! I well rememberThe day I visited his ruinous cot,And heard the story of his fallen fortunes.It was ...
The light that spills through the crack in the doorIllumines only her faceAnd my grandmother smilesIf only all of life ...
Methinks I can remember, when a shadeAll soft and flowery was my couch, and IA little naked child with fair ...
Yes, I know I am a stranger,But when you came in that door,I just felt that I could trust you,Though ...
North and west along the coast among the misty islands, Sullen in the grip of night and smiling in the ...
ALONE in the forest, Sir Lancelot rodeO'er the neck of his courser the reins lightly flowedAnd beside hung his helmet, ...
Through the waning hours of moments Of the slowly dying year,I sat watching, watching, waiting For the New Dawn to appear.While the ...
Thou askest, fair daughter of theisles! whose memory is preservedin these tombs? The memory of Ronnanthe bold, and Connan the ...
Path beside the silver waters, flashing in October's sun-Walk, by green and golden margins where the sister streamlets run-Twenty shining ...
Thou thrice denied, yet thrice beloved, Watch by Thine own forgiven friend;In sharpest perils faithful proved, Let his soul love Thee to ...
I.FALLEN with autumn's falling leafEre yet his summer's noon was past,Our friend, our guide, our trusted chief,--What words can match ...
"Whenever, amid bow'rs of myrtle,Love, summer-tressed and vernal-eyed,At morn or eve is seen to wander,A dark-haired girl is at his ...
We shan't see Willy any more, Mamie,He won't be coming any more:He came back once and again and again,But he ...
Once on a time, long years ago(Just when I quite forget),Two maidens lived beside the Po,One blonde and one brunette.The ...
A.HE is a man whose complex characterFew can decipher rightly; but for meI have found the key at last!B.What make ...
Was it the chime of a tiny bell,That came so sweet to my dreaming ear,—Like the silvery tones of a ...
A woodman whose rough heart was out of tune(I think such hearts yet never came to good)Hated to hear, under ...
Strong, simple, silent are the lawsThat sway this universe, of none withstood,Unconscious of man's outcries or applause,Or what man ...
Our vales are sweet with fern and rose,Our hills are maple-crowned;But not from them our fathers choseThe village burying-ground.The dreariest ...
My Mother, thou hast not forgot the hour,Tho' Time since then is far upon his way,When youth and beauty crown'd ...
I need not ask thee, for my sake,To read a book which well may makeIts way by native force of ...
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