(Mat. Prior)
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WE’VE FOUGHT with many men ac… An’ some of 'em was brave an’ some… The Paythan an’ the Zulu an’ Bur… But the Fuzzy was the finest o’ t… We never got a ha’porth’s change o…
THE DARK eleventh hour Draws on and sees us sold To every evil power We fought against of old. Rebellion, rapine, hate,
WHEN Samson set my brush afire To spoil the Timnite’s barley, I made my point for Leicestershir… And left Philistia early. Through Gath and Rankesborough G…
WE were all one heart and one rac… When the Abbey trumpets blew. For a moment’s breathing—space We had forgotten you. Now you return to your honoured pl…
THERE was no one like ’im, ’Ors… Nor any o’ the Guns I knew; An’ because it was so, why, o’ cou… Which is just what the best men do… So it’s knock out your pipes an’ f…
THE GULL shall whistle in his w… He shall fulfil God’s utmost will… And he shall see old planets chang… And give the gale his seaworn sail… Strong lust of gear shall drive hi…
You couldn’t pack a Broadwood hal… You mustn’t leave a fiddle in the… You couldn’t raft an organ up the… And play it in an Equatorial swam… I travel with the cooking-pots and…
A GREAT and glorious thing it i… To learn, for seven years or so, The Lord knows what of that and t… Ere reckoned fit to face the foe — The flying bullet down the Pass,
Only two African kopjes, Only the cart-tracks that wind Empty and open between 'em, Only the Transvaal behind; Only an Aldershot column
A FOOL there was and he made his… A Fool as you and I!) To a rag and a bone and a hank of… (We called her the woman who did n… But the fool he called her his lad…
Lord, Thou hast made this world b… An’, taught by time, I tak’ it so… From coupler—flange to spindle—gui… Predestination in the stride o’ yo… John Calvin might ha’ forged the…
I WILL let loose against you the… I will call in the Jungle to stam… The roofs shall fade before it, The house—beams shall fall; And the Karela, the bitter Karela…
SEVEN men from all the world, ba… Rolling down the Ratcliffe Road d… Give the girls another drink ‘fore… We that took the “Bolivar” out ac… We put out from Sunderland loaded…
If Thought can reach to Heaven, On Heaven let it dwell, For fear the Thought be given Like power to reach to Hell. For fear the desolation
THERE is a word you often see, p… “You bike,” “you bykwee,” “ubbikwe… It serves ’Orse, Field, an’ Garr… An’ when you’ve found out all it m… Ubique means the long—range Krupp…