A little grey curl from my father's head I find unburned on the hearth, And give it a place in my diary here, With a feeling half sadness, half mirth. For the long white locks are our special pride,...
'Tis a yarn I heard of a new-chum 'trap' On the edge of the Never-Never, Where the dead men lie and the black men lie, And the bushman lies for ever. 'Twas the custom still with the local blacks...
Oh, a great world, a fair world, a true world I find it; A sun that never forgets to rise, On the darkest night, a star in the skies, And a God of love behind it. ...
We thank Thee, Lord, For mercies manifold in these dark days;-- For Heart of Grace that would not suffer wrong; For all the stirrings in the dead dry bones; For bold self-steeling to the times' dread needs;...
With hearts responsive And enfranchised eyes, We thank Thee, Lord,-- For all things beautiful, and good, and true; For things that seemed not good yet turned to good;...
He knows the sweet vexation in the strife Of Love with Time, this bard who fain would stray To fairer place beyond the storms of life, With astral faces near him day by day....
Settin' round the stove, last night, Down at Wess's store, was me And Mart Strimples, Tunk, and White, And Doc Bills, and two er three Fellers o' the Mudsock tribe No use tryin' to describe!...
What flocks of critics hover here to-day, As vultures wait on armies for their prey, All gaping for the carcase of a play! With croaking notes they bode some dire event,...
His father had a large family Of girls and boys and he was born and bred In a barn or kind of cattle shed. But he was a hardy youngster and grew to be A boy with eyes that sparkled like a rod...
All lovely things will have an ending, All lovely things will fade and die, And youth, that's now so bravely spending, Will beg a penny by and by. Fine ladies soon are all forgotten,...