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Sweet, think how much the better i… If you thro’ life should thus pres… It really doesn’t matter much to m… But don’t you think you owe the wo… And don’t you think that thro’ som…
The miser sits beside his hoard, The lover tarries by his bride, And he who neither may afford Is free to roam the whole world wi… Ye prate of cares, of plans amiss;
When the scheming Fusion few Sought to snare the Lib’ral crew, It was plain for all to view That they wobbled. And when later in the day
Now is the season of Carnival. Who’s for the sunlit course? Who’s for the beat of galloping fe… And the day and the way of the hor… Who joins the dance, tho’ Lady Ch…
She sung a song; an’ I sat silent… Wiv bofe 'ands grippin’ ‘ard on me… Me ’eart, that yesterdee I thort… Wiv ‘umpin sich a ’eavy load o’ ca… Come swelling in me throat like I…
Here in my garden at the long day’… I sing again her Majesty the Rose… The Rose who can with magic most… Bring worshippers again about her… Forsaking other loves, who, thro’…
In the olive groves of Italy Men minds are all aflame; For the war-lust spreads thro’ It… Where war-lords call the game. And they dream of Roman legions
‘He’s blind,' we say. Then turn… Upon our way, again to view Familiar things - some prospect wi… Some olden scene for ever new. Heedless we pass along, and soon
I love you, dear, o’ morn and moon… I love your ev’ry mood and guise; But, neath the soft, enchanting mo… Such loveliness the gods must priz… ’Tis then I long to dare and figh…
I’d like to be a pieman, and ring… Calling out, ‘Hot pies! Hot pies… Apple-pies and Meat-pies, Cherry-… Lots and lots and lots of pies - m… Big, rich Pork-pies! Oh, the love…
Women is strange. You take my ti… I know enough to know I’ll never… The 'uman female mind, or wot su’p… They 'as in store to bring yer boa… They keep yeh guessin’ wot they’re…
In Lady Lusher’s drawing-room, wh… While cultured caterpillars chew t… In Lady Lusher’s drawing-room, up… The democrats of Toorak met to pa… They hearkened to a long address b…
I knew an old philanthropist, a fa… Shrewd at a deal, but still withal… He had three sons– three hefty lad… And each of these had his own land… But still the farming methods of…
In early, prehistoric days, before… When neolithic Nature fashioned t… That was large as it was rugged, a… There arose a dusky human who was… Now, this was in the days when liv…
Now, who in the world can understa… Since Tyranny, Freedom’s whittler… And the strong-arm band of the Ir… Go hitting it up with Hitler, Who can pretend to comprehend