While History's Muse the memorial was keeping Of all that the dark hand of Destiny weaves, Beside her the Genius of Erin stood weeping, For hers was the story that blotted the leaves....
Light up your pipe again, old chum, and sit awhile with me; I've got to watch the bannock bake - how restful is the air! You'd little think that we were somewhere north of Sixty-three,...
O it was but a dream I had While the musician played! - And here the sky, and here the glad Old ocean kissed the glade - And here the laughing ripples ran, And here the roses grew...
While the yellow constellations shine with pale and tender glory, In the lilac-scented stillness, let us listen to Earth's story. All the flow'rs like moths a-flutter glimmer rich with dusky hues,...
Slow de night 's a-fallin', An' I hyeah de callin, Out erpon de lonesome hill; Soun' is moughty dreary, Solemn-lak an' skeery, Sayin' fu' to "whip po' Will."
Let down the bars; drive in the cows: The west is barred with burning rose. Unhitch the horses from the ploughs, And from the cart the ox that lows, And light the lamp within the house:...
I like'em ragged round the rim, rough drawn at dawn panting at the edge, belly-button ring tattooed naval drinking silk panties shooters, not much in between if you know What I mean
Oh, gaily sings the bird! and the wattle-boughs are stirr'd And rustled by the scented breath of spring; Oh, the dreary wistful longing! Oh, the faces that are thronging!...
Critic John cam here to view Ha, ha, the viewin' o't! Lindsay's picture shop bran new, Ha, ha, the viewin' o't! John, he cast his head fu' high, Looked asklent and unco' skeigh,...
I has hyeahd o' people dancin' an' I 's hyeahd o' people singin'. An' I 's been 'roun' lots of othahs dat could keep de banjo ringin'; But of all de whistlin' da'kies dat have lived an' died since Ham,...
1 The moon hummed like a refrigerator, light thru shadows - the solitude of dusk closing in; black scars visible across the moon's face shaped like mountainous hands, all...