There came a crowder to the Merma… One dark May night, Fiddling a tune that quelled our m… With quaint delight, It haunts me yet, as old lost airs…

Sherwood in the twilight, is Robi… Grey and ghostly shadows are glidi… Shadows of the dappled deer, dream… Dreaming of a shadowy man that win… Robin Hood is here again: all his…

Give me the pulse of the tide agai… And the slow lapse of the leaves, The rustling gold of a field of gr… And a bird in the nested eaves; And a fishing-smack in the old har…

It is not over yet-the fight Where those immortal dreamers fail… They stormed the citadels of night… And the night praised them-and pre… So long ago the cause was lost

Wonder in happy eyes Fades, fades away: And the angel-coloured skies Whisper farewell. Loveliness over the strings of the…

Once, on the far blue hills, Alone with the pine and the cloud,… Alone with a whisper of ferns and… And the peat-brown pools that mirr… Pools that mirrored the wood-pigeo…

Time, wouldst thou hurt us? Never… Break as thou wilt these bodies of… Thou canst not touch us here, in o… Where two, made one, laugh all thy… Though ramparts crumble and rusty…

I found a dreadful acre of the dea… Marked with the only sign on earth… The wings of death were hurrying o… The loose earth shook on those unq… For the deep gun-pits, with quick…

Last night I rode with Touchstone… From Ludgate Hill to World’s End… Despite the broadcloth and the bow… I knew him, Touchstone, the wild… The whetstone of his age, the scou…

‘You were weeping in the night,’ s… ‘Weeping in your sleep, I am told… ‘It was nothing but a dream,’ said… But her face grew gray and old. ‘You thought you saw our German G…

O Mystery of life, That, after all our strife, Defeats, mistakes, Just as, at last, we see The road to victory,

I tell you a tale to-night Which a seaman told to me, With eyes that gleamed in the lant… And a voice as low as the sea. You could almost hear the stars

Music of the star-shine shimmering… Mirror me no longer in the dusk of… Dim and white the rose-leaves drif… Wind among the roses, blow no more… All along the purple creek, lit wi…

You that have gathered together th… And welded them into one, Lifting the torch of your Freedom… That sailed to the setting sun; You that have made of mankind in y…

O, once, by Cuckmere Haven, I heard a sailor sing Of shores beyond the sunset, And lands of lasting spring, Of blue lagoons and palm trees