The Birth Of The Land (Pat O Cotter Poems)
For a thousand years the Devil crouched On the white hot flags of hell:For a thousand years the Devil cursed The imps ...
For a thousand years the Devil crouched On the white hot flags of hell:For a thousand years the Devil cursed The imps ...
As one who lays aside a task, where one has ruled alone,I lay aside the crown of hell, and give ...
When the stars from the skies have fallen And the smoke of the world's cleared away;When Saint Peter marks "30" in ...
This Land is the orphan kiddie Of the group with their stars in the Flag,And it's looked on Outside as an ...
Along in early spring time, as the sun starts swinging NorthTo linger with the land it loves, and violets peep ...
My trade was old when the world was new, Ere the pyramids rose by the NileMen quitted their wives, and gave ...
A man that's spent years knocking round "out in front" Has most usually had lots of pals--He's mixed up with pardners ...
While all Europe is a shambles And the whole world is at war,And half the land the sun shines on Is drenched ...
Where the ragged, snow-capped saw tooth Cuts the azure of the skyAnd watches o'er the lonely land As ages wander by;Where the ...
If you can hit the trail in zero weather And laugh at frozen hand, or foot or face;If you can eat ...
He was born far east of the Rockies Of a pet in society's van;A wine-soaked daughter of pleasure Bred back and threw ...
As long as lure o' placer gold Brings North the best ye breed,As long as tales of camps and trails Are planted ...
Looking for placer pangar, Loafing about in the hills,Getting your grub with a rifle, Taking your drink from rills.Getting your bed from ...
The China Coast's a dumping ground And the South Sea gets its shareOf the kind of men that don't make goodThe ...
The dream of the white man ever goes out To the fight that can never be won,And ever he plans to ...
Why is it Alaskans all come back When they've quit this land for good?Why is it that no man stays away When ...
I've tramped across her endless miles of tundra,I've rafted all her rapid flowing streams, She's kept me on the hummer, I've fought ...
Some sigh for the breath of the desert Where the stifling heat waves blow;Some pant for the trackless tundra And the sting ...
The dream of the white man ever goes out To the fight that can never be won,And ever he plans to ...
The home of the tin can and dog,A waste of snow, ice, and moss.The graveyard of ambitions,The by-word for hell,The ...
Some sigh for the breath of the desert Where the stifling heat waves blow;Some pant for the trackless tundra And the sting ...
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