Poems with rhymes of darling

The swords are splintered, like our youth, my darling,
And now it's teeth and talons are the fashion.
The clash of swords is child's play to the snarling

No! I am no longer snarling,
Long ago we had our row—
Don’t be angry, Banjo, darling,

With daffodil and starling
And hours of fruitful breath;
If you were life, my darling,

Nor dog-toothed winter snarling
Behind your steps, my darling,

Oft rebuffed by “super’s” snarling,
When I asked him for a “show”,
On that long tramp to the Darling

When he comes round us snarling?
His tongue is growing hotter now
Since Andy cross'd the Darling.

We're partners, aren't we? Well, then, listen, darling.
We might discuss this calmly, don't you think?
Now! Please be sensible ... I am not snarling!

See what I have here for my darling:
A robin-redbreast and a starling.

Hush! and again the chatter of the starling
Athwart the lawn!
Lean your head close and closer. O my darling!--

'Come and see my ship, my darling!?
On the morrow said the King;
'Finished now from keel to carling;

He has shot it, the delicate darling!
And the Voices have ceased from their strife;
Not a whisper of sneering or snarling,

'Long years have I mourned my darling
In his battle-bed at rest;
And it's O, to be a starling,

Sleep, sleep, my darling,
Dawn wakes the starling,

They set the parson snarling;
And he called that goat Be-el-ze-bub --
The one that she called Darling.

Sometimes my plague! sometimes my darling!
Kissing to-day, to-morrow snarling!