Epitaph (Poem by Robert Burns) Epitaph By Robert Burns Here brewer Gabriel’s fire’s extinct, And empty all his barrels: He’s blest — if, as he brew’d, he drink — In uprigh…
Lines on Mrs. Kemble (Poem by Robert Burns) Lines on Mrs. Kemble By Robert Burns Kemble, thou cur’st my unbelief Of Moses and his rod; At Yarico’s sweet notes of grief The rock with te…
Halifax (Poem by Rudyard Kipling) Halifax By Rudyard Kipling Into the mist my guardian prows put forth, Behind the mist my virgin ramparts lie, The Warden of the Honour of the No…
Auckland (Poem by Rudyard Kipling) Auckland By Rudyard Kipling Last, loneliest, loveliest, exquisite, apart — On us, on us the unswerving season smiles, Who wonder 'mid our f…
Melbourne (Poem by Rudyard Kipling) Melbourne By Rudyard Kipling Greeting! Nor fear nor favour won us place, Got between greed of gold and dread of drouth, Loud-voiced and reckless…
Hobart (Poem by Rudyard Kipling) Hobart By Rudyard Kipling Man's love first found me; man's hate made me Hell; For my babes' sake I cleansed those infamies. Earnest …
A Grace (Poem by Robert Burns) A Grace By Robert Burns Lord, we thank and thee adore, For temp’ral gifts we little merit; At present we will ask no more, Let William Hyslo…
Bombay (Poem by Rudyard Kipling) Bombay By Rudyard Kipling Royal and Dower-royal, I the Queen Fronting thy richest sea with richer hands — A thousand mills roar through me wher…
To Mr. Syme (Poem by Robert Burns) To Mr. Syme With a Present of a Dozen of Porter By Robert Burns O, had the malt thy strength of mind, Or hops the flavour of thy wit, 'Twere…