David Mckee Wright Good Poems

  • 1.
    I came up to-night to the station, the tramp had been longish and cold,
    My swag ain't too heavy to carry, but then I begin to get old.
    I came through this way to the diggings -- how long will that be ago now?
    Thirty years! how the country has altered, and miles of it under the plough,
    ...
  • 2.
    What needeth these threnning words and wasted wind?
    All this cannot make me restore my prey.
    To rob your good, iwis, is not my mind,
    Nor causeless your fair hand did I display.
    ...
  • 3.
    Unstable dream, according to the place,
    Be steadfast once, or else at least be true.
    By tasted sweetness make me not to rue
    The sudden loss of thy false feignèd grace.
    ...
  • 4.
    My mother's maids, when they did sew and spin,
    They sang sometime a song of the field mouse,
    That, for because her livelood was but thin,

    ...
  • 5.
    Dustily over the highway pipes the loud nor'-wester at morn,
    Wind and the rising sun, and waving tussock and corn;
    It brings to me days gone by when first in my ears it rang,
    The wind is the voice of my home, and I think of the songs it sang
    ...
  • 6.
    The longë love that in my thought doth harbour
    And in mine hert doth keep his residence,
    Into my face presseth with bold pretence
    And therein campeth, spreading his banner.
    ...
  • 7.
    Mine own John Poynz, since ye delight to know
    The cause why that homeward I me draw,
    And flee the press of courts, whereso they go,
    Rather than to live thrall under the awe
    ...
  • 8.
    The heart and service to you proffer'd
    With right good will full honestly,
    Refuse it not, since it is offer'd,
    But take it to you gentlely.
    ...
Total 8 Good Poems by David Mckee Wright

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Psalm 119 Part 10
 by Isaac Watts

Pleading the promises.

ver. 38,49

Behold thy waiting servant, Lord,
Devoted to thy fear;
Remember and confirm thy word,
For all my hopes are there.
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