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  • Prosperity
    Enlaced with gardened jewelry
    My basking villas nest
    Where sifted sunshine soothes the eye
    And cosy hillocks rest. ...
  • May Day
    Come Jack, our place is with the ruck
    On the open road today,
    Not with the tepid "footpath sneak"
    Or with the wise who stop away. ...
  • Auster Rampant!
    A larger Argo ploughs our clearer blue!
    Your Zephyr won no such auroral bride
    As her I woo! The South is whence the tide
    Springs downhill to refresh the North and you! ...
  • The Bush
    I wonder if the spell, the mystery,
    That like a haze about your silence clings,
    Moulding your void until we seem to see
    Tangible Presences of Deathless Things, ...
  • Our Duty
    Yet what were Love if man remains unfree,
       And woman's sunshine sordid merchandise:
    If children's Hope is blasted ere they see
       Its shoots of youth from out the branchlets rise: ...
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God 15 Love 11 I Love You 11 Song 8 Time 8 Life 7 World 6 Never 6 Hope 6 Earth 6


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  • Book_addict: happy birthday to australian writer/poet/journalist bernard o'dowd (april 11,1866), author of "the silent land” (1906) et al.
  • Ngvthing: bernard o'dowd 1924 john shirlow
  • Rcbot19: elizabeth o'dowd of lineage which, the support, by his vigil of bernard kiernan's licensed premises of meteoric showers about
  • Harrywatson63: today is australia day so what better poem than 'australia' by bernard o’dowd last sea-thing dredged by sailor time from space, are you a drift sargasso, where the west in halcyon calm rebuilds her fatal nest? or delos of a coming sun-god’s race?
  • Thesedayskids: you kids these days and your bernard o'dowd, and your iowa township, iowa county, iowa
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Vain Hope
 by Ernest Dowson

Sometimes, to solace my sad heart, I say,
Though late it be, though lily-time be past,
Though all the summer skies be overcast,
Haply I will go down to her, some day,
And cast my rests of life before her feet,
That she may have her will of me, being so sweet
And none gainsay!

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