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OH, listen to the tale of MISTER WILLIAM, if you please,
Whom naughty, naughty judges sent away beyond the seas.
He forged a party's will, which caused anxiety and strife,
Resulting in his getting penal servitude for life.

The Unknown Eros. Book II

© Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore

II
The Contact

The Homeless Ghost

© George MacDonald

Still flowed the music, flowed the wine.
The youth in silence went;
Through naked streets, in cold moonshine,
His homeward way he bent,
Where, on the city's seaward line,
His lattice seaward leant.

Shorish-e-barrabt-o-nay

© Faiz Ahmed Faiz

The Early Purges

© Seamus Justin Heaney

I was six when I first saw kittens drown.
Dan Taggart pitched them, 'the scraggy wee shits',
Into a bucket; a frail metal sound,

From: An Evening Revery

© William Cullen Bryant

FROM AN UNFINISHED POEM

The summer day is closed--the sun is set:

"Tis An Old Tale And Often Told"

© Frances Anne Kemble

Are they indeed the bitterest tears we shed

Those we let fall over the silent dead?

The Reason Why Im Fat

© Ivan Donn Carswell

I thought my father was far too fat eagerly I told him so,
if he was offended it didnt show and I dont recall
where that strange conversation went. Now I know
he was offended as I am too, it is not a jibe to

Lines

© Frances Anne Kemble

IN ANSWER TO A QUESTION.

Talk to me of love

© Ivan Donn Carswell

Talk to me of love with wonder in your eyes,
of limber magic flying through the veiling air
and soft-edged silks trailing in a vintage plume,
the bloom of fragrant lavender intimate in your hair

May I Not Weep With You

© James Whitcomb Riley

Let me come in where you sit weepingaye,
Let me, who have not any child to die,
Weep with you for the little one whose love
I have known nothing of.

Political nonsense

© Ivan Donn Carswell

I asked my fellow listeners what they thought
about his claims that malfeasance was soured
within this state by parliamentary representatives
but not, of course, those members seated where
he sat in opposition. His disposition was to blame
the government as if he wasnt part of it.

Out of The Annexe

© Ivan Donn Carswell

It grew out of the Annexe and our Corps in a world at peace
while our army trained, magnificent in its heroic pretence,
for an implausible war. They were halcyon days
in the shelter, days that combine in easy recollections

Composed At The Same Time And On The Same Occasion

© William Wordsworth

I DROPPED my pen; and listened to the Wind
That sang of trees uptorn and vessels tost--
A midnight harmony; and wholly lost
To the general sense of men by chains confined

The Fishing Outfit

You may talk of stylish raiment,

You may boast your broadcloth fine,

The Sea to the Shell

The sea, my mother, is singing to me,
She is singing the old refrain,
Of passion, of love, and of mystery,
And her world-old song of pain;
Of the mirk midnight and the dazzling day,
That trail their robes o'er the wet sea-way.

Jessie of Gibraltar

Our lives were founded on this rock, this Jessie of Gibraltar
Whose unfailing love endured beyond her ample nursing,
And we grew out of a rich and favoured childhood aware
Her powers were real (we tested them enough to know their soundness) into

In soothing, sweetened words

No, she said, I never knew it was your first. It doesnt
matter anyway. I always had an inkling that wed find
a way. And then we did. Im glad about it just for that.
Whether it was good or bad, or would have happened

Bannerman of the Dandenong

© Alice Werner

I rode through the Bush in the burning noon,
Over the hills to my bride, -
The track was rough and the way was long,
And Bannerman of the Dandenong,
He rode along by my side.