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The Travelling Post Office Andrew Barton Paterson	By rock and ridge and riverside the western mail has gone Across the great Blue Mountain Range to take the letter...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The True Born Englishman (excerpt) Daniel Defoe	The western Angles all the rest subdu'd; A bloody nation, barbarous and rude: Who by the tenure of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Two Devines Andrew Barton Paterson	From the southern slopes to the western pines They were noted men, were the two...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Vagabond Henry Lawson	The gold has gone from the western haze, The sea-birds circle and swarm -- But we shall have plenty of sunny days, And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Visionary Boy William Lisle Bowles	And marked the dark storm in the western sky; Sometimes she looked, and scarce her breath would draw, As fearful things, not to be...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Voice Ella Wheeler Wilcox	’ And like a running flame on western wilds, Ambition spread from mind to listening mind, And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wanderings of Oisin: Book I William Butler Yeats	At evening in my western...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The War That Defies Justification Elizabeth Moroz	While ridiculous western forces evade the need to do what is right So it’s back to redundant billionaires giving...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Well Dressed Man With A Beard Wallace Stevens	Slid over the western cataract, yet one, One only, one thing that was firm, even No greater than a cricket's horn,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Winds Message Andrew Barton Paterson	The mighty rolling western plains are very fair to see, Where waving to the passing breeze the silver myalls stand, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Then I Would Love You Joseph Seamon Cotter	The stars adown the Western skies; With your hair, wind-caught And circled round your shining face In fashion which no...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Theology in Extremis: Or a soliloquy that may have been delivered in India, June, 1857 Alfred Comyn Lyall	Showing me summer in western land Now, as the cool breeze murmureth In leaf and flower -- And here I stand In...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Third Sunday In Advent John Keble	Delights the flowers to lave, That o'er her western slope breathe airs of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
This is the land the sunset washes, Emily Dickinson	These are the western...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
This Lime-Tree Bower My Prison Samuel Taylor Coleridge	sink Behind the western ridge, thou glorious Sun...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
This—is the land—the Sunset washes Emily Dickinson	These—are the Western...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Thomas Starr King John Greenleaf Whittier	Mingle, O bells, along the Western slope, With your deep toll a sound of faith and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Those Names Andrew Barton Paterson	Out in the western districts, out in the Castlereigh Most of the names are easy -- short for a man to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Three Friends Of Mine Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	And say good night, for now the western skies Are red with sunset, and gray mists arise Like damps that gather on a dead man's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Three Verse Passages From A Prose Meditation Thomas Parnell	& faintly streak with stains of red below The western breeze steales ore ye shady grove to sigh near roses as insnard by...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Through Liberty To Light Alfred Austin	And their sons that on Austral or Western shores exult in their sires' renown, Shouted, ``Barrel and blade, we'll come to you, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Thursday Before Easter John Keble	His lattice open toward the western breeze, Mourning the home that still his yearning fancy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Tirocinium; or, a Review of Schools William Cowper	Rock’d in the cradle of the western breeze: Summer in haste the thriving charge receives Beneath the shade of her expanded...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To a Goose Robert Southey	If thou didst feed on western plains of yore Or waddle wide with flat...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Constantia, Singing Percy Bysshe Shelley	Which when the starry waters sleep, Round western isles, with incense-blossoms bright, Lingering, suspends my soul in its voluptuous...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)