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  • Because I was a woman lone
    And had of friends so few,
    25 lines
  • Oh spacious days of glory and of grieving!
        Oh sounding hours of lustre and of loss!
    11 lines
  • I just think that dreams are best,
        Just to sit and fancy things;
    40 lines
  • "Hae ye heard whit ma auld mither's postit tae me?
    It fair maks me hamesick," says Private McPhee.
    118 lines, 1 comment
  • One said: Thy life is thine to make or mar,
    To flicker feebly, or to soar, a star;
    32 lines
  • I call myself a Tranquilist;
    With deep detachment I exist,
    36 lines, 1 comment
  • My boy's come back; he's here at last;
    He came home on a special train.
    32 lines, 1 comment
  • It's cruel cold on the water-front, silent and dark and drear;
       Only the black tide weltering, only the hissing snow;
    47 lines
  • 'Twas a year ago and the moon was bright
       (Oh, I remember so well, so well);
    16 lines
  • Poppies, you try to tell me, glowing there in the wheat;
    Poppies! Ah no! You mock me: It's blood, I tell you, it's blood.
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • You speak to me, but does your speech
    With truest truth your thought convey?
    32 lines, 1 comment
  • O'er the dark pines she sees the silver moon,
       And in the west, all tremulous, a star;
    52 lines
  • From wrath-red dawn to wrath-red dawn,
    The guns have brayed without abate;
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • We must cut down our overhead.
    One of the staff will have to go.
    37 lines, 1 comment
  • Throughout my life I see
    A guiding hand;
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • You want me to tell you a story, a yarn of the firin' line,
    Of our thin red kharki 'eroes, out there where the bullets whine;
    58 lines, 1 comment
  • Say! You've struck a heap of trouble --
       Bust in business, lost your wife;
    24 lines
  • Just think! some night the stars will gleam
        Upon a cold, grey stone,
    12 lines
  • Come out, O Little Moccasins, and frolic on the snow!
    Come out, O tiny beaded feet, and twinkle in the light!
    24 lines
  • What are you doing here, Tom Thorne, on the white top-knot o' the world,
    Where the wind has the cut of a naked knife and the stars are rapier keen?
    41 lines
  • Since four decades you've been to me
    Both Guide and Friend,
    8 lines, 1 comment
  • There was a woman, and she was wise; woefully wise was she;
    She was old, so old, yet her years all told were but a score and three;
    36 lines, 1 comment
  • I've wearied of so many things
    Adored in youthful days;
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • A-sittin in the Bull and Pump
    With double gins to keep us cheery
    36 lines, 1 comment
  • No lyric line I ever penned
    The praise this parasitic bird;
    40 lines, 1 comment
  • 'Ave you seen Bill's mug in the Noos to-day?
    'E's gyned the Victoriar Cross, they say;
    80 lines, 1 comment
  • Having an aged hate of height
    I forced myself to climb the Tower,
    36 lines, 1 comment
  • I
    I took the clock down from the shelf;
    190 lines
  • But it isn't playing the game, he said,
    And he slammed his books away;
    48 lines, 1 comment
  • Said Will: "I'll stay and till the land."
    Said Jack: "I'll sail the sea."
    24 lines, 1 comment
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