The Sick Stockrider By Adam Lindsay Gordon

The Sick Stockrider Hold hard, Ned! Lift me down once more, and lay me in the shade. Old man, you’ve had your work cut out…

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Finis Exoptatus By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Finis Exoptatus Boot and saddle, see, the slanting Rays begin to fall, Flinging lights and colours flaunting Through the shadows tall. Onward ! onward !…

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Quare Fatigasti By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Quare Fatigasti Two years ago I was thinking On the changes that years bring forth ; Now I stand where I then stood drinking The…

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By Flood And Field 2 By Adam Lindsay Gordon

By Flood And Field 2 They have saddled a hundred milk-white steeds, They have bridled a hundred black.—Old Ballad. ‘He turned in his saddle, now…

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Wolf And Hound By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Wolf And Hound You’ll take my tale with a little salt; But it needs none, nevertheless! I was foiled completely – fair at fault –…

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No Name By Adam Lindsay Gordon

No Name “A stone upon her heart and head, But no name written on that stone; Sweet neighbours whisper low instead, This sinner was a…

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A Dedication By Adam Lindsay Gordon

A Dedication They are rhymes rudely strung with intent less Of sound than of words, In lands where bright blossoms are scentless, And songless bright…

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The Song Of The Surf By Adam Lindsay Gordon

The Song Of The Surf White steeds of ocean, that leap with a hollow and wearisome roar On the bar of ironstone steep, not a…

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Fauconshawe By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Fauconshawe [A Ballad] To fetch clear water out of the spring The little maid Margaret ran, From the stream to the castle’s western wing It…

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Scene 3. A Cliff On The Breton Coast, Overhanging The Sea By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Scene 3. A Cliff On The Breton Coast, Overhanging The Sea Hugo. Down drops the red sun; through the gloaming They burst-raging waves of the…

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Borrow’D Plumes By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Borrow’D Plumes [A Preface and a Piracy] PROLOGUE OF borrow’d plumes I take the sin, My extracts will apply To some few silly songs which…

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Verses Inspired By ‘My Old Black Pipe’ By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Verses Inspired By ‘My Old Black Pipe’ Aye ! Many a sport old Homer names. By Achilles held ‘ at his little games ‘, On…

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Lex Talionis By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Lex Talionis To beasts of the field, and fowls of the air, And fish of the sea alike, Man’s hand is ever slow to spare,…

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A Basket Of Flowers By Adam Lindsay Gordon

A Basket Of Flowers From Dawn to Dusk DAWN ON skies still and starlit White lustres take hold, And grey flushes scarlet, And red flashes…

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The Swimmer By Adam Lindsay Gordon

The Swimmer With short, sharp violent lights made vivid, To the southward far as the sight can roam, Only the swirl of the surges livid,…

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Exodus Parthenidae By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Exodus Parthenidae The Lay of the Last Squatter Draw your chair to the fire, old woman, The days are warm, but the nights are cold…

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Scene 1. A Castle In Normandy By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Scene 1. A Castle In Normandy Hugo. Well, boy, what is it? Henry. The feast is spread. Hugo. Why tarry the guests for me? Let…

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Bellona By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Bellona Thou art moulded in marble impassive, False goddess, fair statue of strife, Yet standest on pedestal massive, A symbol and token of life. Thou…

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Whisperings In Wattle-Boughs By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Whisperings In Wattle-Boughs Oh, gaily sings the bird, and the wattle-boughs are stirr’d And rustled by the scented breath of spring ; Oh, the dreary,…

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In Utrumque Paratus By Adam Lindsay Gordon

In Utrumque Paratus ‘Then hey for boot and horse, lad ! And round the world away ! Young blood will have its course, lad !…

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The Romance Of Britomarte By Adam Lindsay Gordon

The Romance Of Britomarte I’LL tell you a story ; but pass the ‘jack’, And let us make merry to-night, my men. Aye, those were…

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Early Adieux By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Early Adieux Adieu to kindred hearts and home, To pleasure, joy, and mirth, A fitter foot than mine to roam Could scarcely tread the earth…

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Rippling Water By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Rippling Water The maiden sat by the river side (The rippling water murmurs by), And sadly into the clear blue tide The salt tear fell…

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Ashtaroth; A Dramatic Lyric By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Ashtaroth; A Dramatic Lyric Dramatis Personae HUGO, a Norman Baron and a Scholar. ERIC, a friend of Hugo’s. THURSTON, | EUSTACE, | RALPH, | Followers…

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Wormwood And Nightshade By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Wormwood And Nightshade The troubles of life are many, The pleasures of life are few ; When we sat in the sunlight, Annie, I dreamt…

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Laudamus By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Laudamus The Lord shall slay or the Lord shall save ! He is righteous whether He save or slay— Brother ! give thanks for the…

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Sunlight On The Sea By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Sunlight On The Sea [The Philosophy of a Feast] Make merry, comrades, eat and drink (The sunlight flickers on the sea), The garlands gleam, the…

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Doubtful Dreams By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Doubtful Dreams Aye, snows are rife in December, And sheaves are in August yet, And you would have me remember, And I would rather forget…

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Podas Okus By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Podas Okus Am I waking ? Was I sleeping ? Dearest, are you watching yet ? Traces on your cheeks of weeping Glitter, ’tis in…

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Ars Longa By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Ars Longa [A Song of Pilgrimage] Our hopes are wild imaginings, Our schemes are airy castles, Yet these, on earth, are lords and kings, And…

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Unshriven By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Unshriven Oh ! the sun rose on the lea, and the bird sang merrilie, And the steed stood ready harness’d in the hall. And he…

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How We Beat The Favourite By Adam Lindsay Gordon

How We Beat The Favourite A Lay of the Loamshire Hunt Cup ‘Aye, squire,’ said Stevens, ‘they back him at evens ; The race is…

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The Rhyme Of Joyous Garde By Adam Lindsay Gordon

The Rhyme Of Joyous Garde Through the lattice rushes the south wind, dense With fumes of the flowery frankincense From hawthorn blossoming thickly ; And…

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Deliah By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Deliah [From a Picture] The sun has gone down, spreading wide on The sky-line one ray of red fire ; Prepare the soft cushions of…

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Pastor Cum By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Pastor Cum When he, that shepherd false, ‘neath Phrygian sail ; Carried his hostess Helen o’er the seas, In fitful slumber Nereus hush’d the gales,…

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Argemone By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Argemone The terrible night-watch is over, I turn where I lie, To eastward my dim eyes discover Faint streaks in the sky ; Faint streaks…

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To A Proud Beauty (‘A Valentine’) By Adam Lindsay Gordon

To A Proud Beauty (‘A Valentine’) Though I have loved you well, I ween, And you, too, fancied me, Your heart hath too divided been…

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Gone By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Gone IN Collins Street standeth a statute tall, A statue tall, on a pillar of stone, Telling its story, to great and small, Of the…

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The Last Leap By Adam Lindsay Gordon

The Last Leap ALL is over! fleet career, Dash of greyhound slipping thongs, Flight of falcon, bound of deer, Mad hoof-thunder in our rear, Cold…

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Cui Bono By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Cui Bono Oh! wind that whistles o’er thorns and thistles, Of this fruitful earth like a goblin elf; Why should he labour to help his…

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Part Iii; Credat Judaeus Apella By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Part Iii; Credat Judaeus Apella Dear Bell,—I enclose what you ask in a letter, A short rhyme at random, no more and no less, And…

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An Exile’s Farewell By Adam Lindsay Gordon

An Exile’s Farewell The ocean heaves around us still With long and measured swell, The autumn gales our canvas fill, Our ship rides smooth and…

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To My Sister By Adam Lindsay Gordon

To My Sister On 4th August, 1853. Being three days before he sailed for Australia. Across the trackless seas I go, No matter when or…

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Hippodromania; Or, Whiffs From The Pipe By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Hippodromania; Or, Whiffs From The Pipe Part I Visions in the Smoke Rest, and be thankful! On the verge Of the tall cliff rugged and…

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The Feud; A Border Ballad By Adam Lindsay Gordon

The Feud; A Border Ballad PLATE I Rixa super mero They sat by their wine in the tavern that night, But not in good fellowship…

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Confiteor By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Confiteor The shore-boat lies in the morning light, By the good ship ready for sailing ; The skies are clear, and the dawn is bright,…

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Part Iv; Banker’s Dream By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Part Iv; Banker’s Dream Of chases and courses dogs dream, so do horses— Last night I was dozing and dreaming, The crowd and the bustle…

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A Song Of Autumn By Adam Lindsay Gordon

A Song Of Autumn ‘WHERE shall we go for our garlands glad At the falling of the year, When the burnt-up banks are yellow and…

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Thick-Headed Thoughts By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Thick-Headed Thoughts No. I I’ve something of the bull-dog in my breed, The spaniel is developed somewhat less ; While life is in me I…

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From The Wreck By Adam Lindsay Gordon

From The Wreck ‘Turn out, boys’—’What’s up with our super. to-night ? The man’s mad—Two hours to daybreak I’d swear— Stark mad—why, there isn’t a…

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The Roll Of The Kettledrum By Adam Lindsay Gordon

The Roll Of The Kettledrum ‘You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone ? Of two such lessons, why forget…

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Cito Pede Preterit Aetas By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Cito Pede Preterit Aetas A mellower light doth Sol afford, His meridian glare has pass’d And the trees on the broad and sloping sward Their…

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Part Ii; The Fields Of Coleraine By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Part Ii; The Fields Of Coleraine On the fields of Col’raine there’ll be labour in vain Before the Great Western is ended, The nags will…

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A Legend Of Madrid By Adam Lindsay Gordon

A Legend Of Madrid Francesca Crush’d and throng’d are all the places In our amphitheatre, ‘Midst a sea of swarming faces I can yet distinguish…

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Thora’s Song (‘Ashtaroth’) By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Thora’s Song (‘Ashtaroth’) We severed in Autumn early, Ere the earth was torn by the plough; The wheat and the oats and the barley Are…

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Fragmentary Scenes From The Road To Avernus By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Fragmentary Scenes From The Road To Avernus Scene I ‘Discontent’ LAURENCE RABY. Laurence: I said to young Allan M’Ilveray, Beside the swift swirls of the…

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‘The Old Leaven’ By Adam Lindsay Gordon

‘The Old Leaven’ Mark: So, Maurice, you sail to-morrow, you say? And you may or may not return? Be sociable, man! for once in a…

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De Te By Adam Lindsay Gordon

De Te A burning glass of burnish’d brass, The calm sea caught the noontide rays, And sunny slopes of golden grass And wastes of weed-flower…

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Zu Der Edlen Yagd By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Zu Der Edlen Yagd I remember some words my father said, When I was an urchin vain ;— God rest his soul, in his narrow…

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Part I; Visions In The Smoke By Adam Lindsay Gordon

Part I; Visions In The Smoke Rest, and be thankful ! On the verge Of the tall cliff rugged and grey, But whose granite base…

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