#EnglishWriters
When the bow-waves race through th… and aft are the boiling trails, What ship is that in the fading li… with the press and the wind in her… When the salvo flashes through the…
Here lies a clerk who half his lif… Toiling at ledgers in a city grey, Thinking that so his days would dr… With no lance broken in life’s tou… Yet ever ’twixt the books and his…
FAREWELL, the village leaning… And all the cawing rooks that home… The bees; the drowsy anthem of the… The willows winding under April s… We watch the breakers crashing on…
FILL up, fill up the stirrup-cup… The wine is running free: The blue veils of the Spring are… She dances on the sea. In fields of love, in lanes of lau…
The sea has a laugh And the cliff a frown; For the laugh of the sea is wearin… Lipping and lapping Frown as he may,
WHEN first I saw you, in eclipse… A veil about your head, And wondered at those unseen lips With wit bediamonded: Then laughing down the street I w…
These who were children yesterday Now move in lovely flight, Swift-glancing as the shooting sta… That cleave the summer night; A moment flashed, they came and we…
HOODED in angry mist, the sun g… Steel-gray the clouds roll out acr… Is this a Kingdom? Then give Dea… For here no emperor hath won, save… Though from the blackened grasses…
Hail! O Baby of the May In the bubbling river-bed, Playing where the cannon play, With the shrapnel overhead! Sparkling in and flashing out
NOW that the soul has left its th… Behind your mortal eyes, And light, and colour and sound ar… From the body’s palaces: Still in his wood the blackbird ca…
THE far guns boom: shell-struck t… Skyward athunder, dust of rose and… The staring villa stands. So goes… The limelight lives: extinguished…
THE sea-breeze beating on her bro… The foam asurge her shining feet, She stood,-a silver Victory, Poised high on some Athenian prow… Leading against a tyrant fleet
Mourn not for these, the children… On Flemish plains and far Aegean… Mourn not for these, who had no pe… Hang high their swords in churches… Whose deeds have spoken so, beyond…
O SILVER one, O silver one, Above the valley of the Bane: O stem with snow-water agleam, And glistening limbs, and trails o… The sun has sent a slanting kiss:
The starshells float above, the ba… We bear our fallen friend without… Below the waiting legions lie and… To us, who march upon their burial… Wound in the flag of England, her…