The Ballad of Mabel Clare (Henry Lawson Poems)
Ye children of the Land of Gold, I sing a song to you,And if the jokes are somewhat old, The main idea ...
Ye children of the Land of Gold, I sing a song to you,And if the jokes are somewhat old, The main idea ...
WITH a cold and wintry noon-light.On its roofs and steeples shed,Shadows weaving with t e sunlightFrom the gray sky overhead,Broadly, ...
SOT TO A NUSRY RHYME'Here we stan' on the Constitution, by thunder! It's a fact o' wich ther's bushils o' proofs;Fer ...
Each day when the glow of sunset Fades in the western sky, And the wee ones, tired of playing, Go ...
HAIL COLUMBIA Hail, Columbia! happy land! Hail, ye heroes! heaven-born band! Who fought and bled in Freedom's cause, Who fought and bled ...
The First Point.In Creating all thinges for our vse, and vs for his glory.O Glorious God, how much is Man,For ...
IT is sweet to rejoice for a day,-For a day that is reached at last!It is well for wanderers in ...
If, dumb too long, the drooping Muse hath stay'd,And left her debt to Addison unpaid;Blame not her silence, Warwick, but ...
I had a dream this morning off Madeira,About my poem and its publication.Methought it was still-born, and I could hear ...
The worn bird of Freedom had furled o'er our land The shattered wings, pierced by the despot's rude hand, And stout hearts ...
Fast by the banks of Cam was Colin bred,(Ye Nymphs, for every guard that sacred stream)To Wimple's woody shade his ...
RASH Adam to the field of old,Mankind for one dear apple sold;And none can from his fangs get free,'Till Jesus ...
To Colonel Goethals and the Other Laborers in the Canal ZoneIn lazy laughing Panama-O flutter of ribbon 'twixt the seas!-The ...
The day of tumult, strife, defeat, was o'er;Worn out with toil, and noise, and scorn, and spleen,I slumbered, and in ...
Nature now spreads around in dreary hueA pall to cover all that summer knewYet in the poets solitary waySome pleasing ...
I would rather dwell a hermit In some silent peaceful wood, Where no voice of human being Ever breaks the solitude; Where babbling brook, ...
LASHED to the planet, glaring at the sky,An eagle at his heart-the Pagan Christ!Why is it, Mystery? O, dumb Darkness, ...
Soft as the morning's pearly light,Where yet may rise the thunder-cloud,Her gentle face was ever brightWith noble thought and purpose ...
WHAT song is best for the soldiers?Take no heed of the words, nor choose yon the style of the story;Let ...
I HEARD a Spirit singing as, beyond the morning winging,Its radiant form went swinging like a star:In its song prophetic ...
ON Kilda's rock a man of pensive mien,Sat thoughtful, gazing on the restless deep,And as he mark'd with what a ...
CAN the earth have a voice? Can the clods have speech,To murmur and rail at the demigods?Trample them! Grind their ...
NAUHAUGHT, the Indian deacon, who of oldDwelt, poor but blameless, where his narrowing CapeStretches its shrunk arm out to all ...
A shallow stream, from fountainsDeep in the Sandwich mountains, Ran lake ward Bearcamp River;And, between its flood-torn shores,Sped by sail or ...
What if we still carry shame on our forehead,Marks of the whip, signs of bondage abhorrent;What if remembrance of infamous ...
I. 1.Once more I join the Thespian choir,And taste the inspiring fount again:O parent of the Grecian lyre,Admit me to ...
IKing of the perennial holly-groves, the riven sandstone: overlord of the M5: architect of the historic rampart and ditch, the ...
MELIBOEUSYou, Tityrus, 'neath a broad beech-canopyReclining, on the slender oat rehearseYour silvan ditties: I from my sweet fields,And home's familiar ...
JANE.Harry! I'm tired of playing. We'll draw roundThe fire, and Grandmamma perhaps will tell usOne of her stories.HARRY.Aye--dear Grandmamma!A pretty ...
An angry Black woman on the subject of the angry White man:We didn't always need affirmative actionWhen we broke this ...
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