#EnglishWriters
For every tiny town or place God made the stars especially; Babies look up with owlish face And see them tangled in a tree: You saw a moon from Sussex Downs,
He sayeth there is no sin, and all… Swells round him into a world made… The midnight of his universe of sh… Is the vast shadow of his shameles… He blames all that begat him, gods…
Passionate peace is in the sky— And in the snow in silver sealed The beasts are perfect in the fiel… And men seem men so suddenly— (But take ten swords and ten times…
If I had been a Heathen, I’d have praised the purple vine, My slaves should dig the vineyards… And I would drink the wine. But Higgins is a Heathen,
You will find me drinking rum, Like a sailor in a slum, You will find me drinking beer lik… You will find me drinking gin In the lowest kind of inn
THE CARPENTERS St. Joseph to the Carpenters said… “The master shall have patience an… And your word unto your women shal… For the sake of me, your master, w…
Old King Cole Was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl
There is a place where lute and ly… Where scrolls are torn and on a wi… Where tablets stand wiped naked fo… Where laurels wither and the daisi… Lo: I too join the brotherhood of…
John Grubby, who was short and st… And troubled with religious doubt, Refused about the age of three To sit upon the curate’s knee; (For so the eternal strife must ra…
There is heard a hymn when the pan… And never before or again, When the nights are strong with a… And the dark is alive with rain. Never we know but in sleet and in…
Now that I kneel at the throne, O… Pity and pardon me. Much have I striven to sing the s… Brother of beast and tree; Yet when the stars catch me alone
Step softly, under snow or rain, To find the place where men can pr… The way is all so very plain That we may lose the way. Oh, we have learnt to peer and por…
When Adam went from Paradise He saw the Sword and ran; The dreadful shape, the new device… The pointed end of Paradise, And saw what Peril is and Price,
As the sea flooding the flat sands Flew on the sea-born horde, The two hosts shocked with dust an… Left of the Latian paladin, Clanged all Prince Harold’s howli…
The star-crowned cliffs seem hinge… The clouds are floating rags acros… They open to us like the gates of… Cloven in the last great wall of a… I looked, and saw the valley of my…