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We were taken from the ore-bed and… We were melted in the furnace and… We were cast and wrought and hamme… We were cut and filed and tooled a… Some water, coal, and oil is all w…
Offshore where sea and skyline ble… In rain, the daylight dies; The sullen, shouldering swells att… Night and our sacrifice. Adown the stricken capes no flare—
FRIEND, thou beholdest the ligh… To decree which rock-ridge shall r… Which crown among palms shall go d… While the floods drown the sere wa… First for my eyes, above all, he m…
THESE were our children who died… We have only the memory left of th… The price of our loss shall be pai… Neither the Alien nor Priest shal… But who shall return us the childr…
“OH, where are you going to, all… With England’s own coal, up and d… “We are going to fetch you your br… Your beef, pork, and mutton, eggs,… “And where will you fetch it from,…
“Soldier, soldier come from the wa… Why don’t you march with my true l… “We’re fresh from off the ship an’… An’ you’d best go look for a new l… New love! True love!
“Farewell, Romance!” the Cave-men… “With bone well carved He went aw… Flint arms the ignoble arrowhead, And jasper tips the spear to-day. Changed are the Gods of Hunt and…
What is a woman that you forsake h… And the hearth-fire and the home-a… To go with the old grey Widow-mak… She has no house to lay a guest in… But one chill bed for all to rest…
SHE did not know that she was dea… But, when the pang was o’er, Sat down to wait her Master’s tre… Upon the Golden Floor, With ears full—cock and anxious ey…
TO THE legion of the lost ones,… To my brethren in their sorrow ove… Sings a gentleman of England clea… And a trooper of the Empress, if… Yea, a trooper of the forces who h…
AS ADAM lay a—dreaming beneath… The Angel of the Earth came down,… But Adam did not need it, Nor the plough he would not speed… Singing: —"Earth and Water, Air…
THERE is a world outside the one… To which for curiousness ’Ell can… It is the place where “wilful—miss… As we can testify, for we are ther… You may ’ave read a bullet laid us…
THERE was Rundle, Station Mast… An’ Beazeley of the Rail, An’ 'Ackman, Commissariat, An’ Donkin’ o’ the Jail; An’ Blake, Conductor—Sergeant,
WHEN that great Kings return to… Or Emperors in their pride, Grief of a day shall fill a day, Because its creature died. But we—we reckon not with those
TIME and Space decreed his lot, But little Man was quick to note: When Time and Space said Man mig… Bravely he answered, “Nay! I mote… I looked on old New England.