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…

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…

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

THE spire is gone, that slept for… Mirrored among the lilies, calm an… And now the water holds but empty… Through which the rivers of the th… The church lies broken near the fa…

UNDER the stars the armies lie a… Between the lines a quiet river fl… Through brakes of honeysuckle, and… And fields where poppies droop in… The night as with a mantle now enf…

Hooded in angry mist, the sun goes… Steel-gray the clouds roll out acr… Is this a Kingdom? Then give Dea… For here no emperor hath won, save…

In this red havoc of the patient e… Though higher yet the tide of batt… Now has the hero cast away disguis… And out of ruin splendour comes to… This is the field where Death and…

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…

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…

IN domes of dim and ancient gold, In cloisters, where the lightning… Where gleam the gorgeous saints of… In aisles of jade and chrysoprase, In halls that wave like waving wat…

SHE lay beneath an apple tree, A marble maiden, free from care; And round her was a canopy Of moonlit air. He made his bed among the leaf,

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…

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…

THOR draws a chord invisible Across the shaking sky: I hear the tearing of the shell, The bullets sing and cry, As, charging through the flames of…