Jack’s Last Muster (Barcroft Henry Boake Poems)
The first flush of grey light, the herald of daylight,Is dimly outlining the musterer's camp,Where over the sleeping, the stealthily ...
The first flush of grey light, the herald of daylight,Is dimly outlining the musterer's camp,Where over the sleeping, the stealthily ...
Heavily slumbered noonday brightUpon the lone field, glory-dight,A burnished grassy sea:The child, in gorgeous golden hours,Through heaven-descended starry flowers,Went walking ...
My miserable countrymen, whose wont is once a-year To lounge in watering-places, disagreeable and dear; Who on pigmy Cambrian mountains, ...
THO' to Antiquity the Praise we yield Of pleasing Arts; and Fable's earli'st Field Own to be fruitful Greece; yet ...
IPrince of Bards was old Aneurin;He the grand Gododin sang;All his numbers threw such fire in,Struck his harp so wild ...
Some vast amount of years ago, Ere all my youth had vanished from me,A boy it was my lot to ...
I got so down to it last night, With longin' for what could not be,That nothin' in the world seemed ...
WHO vas efer hear soosh voonders, Holy breest or virshin nonn? As pefelled de Coptain Breitmann, Vhen he hoont an ...
A Lay of the Loamshire Hunt Cup"Aye, squire," said Stevens, "they back him at evens; The race is all over, ...
Sum speiks of lords, sum speiks of lairds,And siclyke men of hie degrie;Of a gentleman I sing a sang,Sumtyme calld ...
Follow the river and cross the ford, Follow again to the wobbly bridge,Turn to the left at the notice board, ...
An ancient story Ile tell you anon Of a notable prince, that was called King John;And he ruled England with ...
Christopher Davis was up upon Mavis And Sammy MacGregor on Flo, Jo Chauncy rode Spider, the rankest outsider, But HE'D ...
By jove it's hot on the track today, my flannel is soaked with sweat.I think I'll sit in the shade ...
Old stories tell how HerculesA dragon slew at Lerna,With seven heads, and fourteen eyes,To see and well discern-a:But he had ...
Some speak of lords, some speak of lairds,And sic like men of high degree;Of a gentleman I sing a sang,Some ...
IDemeter devastated our good land,In blackness for her daughter snatched below.Smoke-pillar or loose hillock was the sand,Where soil had been ...
"The ridge is open to all moody weather: The bruisings of the blizzard leave it numb; From the scorched south ...
This is an evil night to go, my sister, To the thorn-tree across the fairy rath, Will you not wait ...
I. This is the Mengene mountain When dawn creeps up at the lake Van This is the child of ...
Thar showed up out'n Denver in the spring uv '81A man who'd worked with Dana on the Noo York Sun.His ...
I. O Keeper of the Sacred Key,And the Great Seal of Destiny,Whose eye is the blue canopy,Look down upon the ...
Willie stands in his stable door, And clapping at his steed, And over his white fingers His nose ...
When I was at home I was down on my luck,And I earned a poor living by drawing a truck;But ...
One Glass Of Beer. Tom Smith was the son of a Bedfordshire man; (The Smiths, we all know, are a ...
Let me lie upon the heather Where the heath fowl have abode,In my hand the open Bible, On my lip ...
EARL WILLIAM left his castle hall,When the sun shone, burning bright, at noon,He rode, rode on, thro' many a townTo ...
Eight years have fled since, in the wilderness,I drew the rein to rest my comrade there-My supple, clean-limbed pony of ...
Secretary. Ielowsy.Ielowsy.What a world is this/I trow it be a curstFayne wold I marye/yf ye I durstBut I trow syth ...
Lo, I listened to the bleating of the sheep -- Squatters' sheep --And I sat ...
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