Cometh the night. The wind falls… The trees swing slowly to and fro: Around the church the headstones g… Cluster, like children strayed awa… But found again, and folded so.

If night should come and find me a… When all Life’s day I had, tho’ f… And shallow furrows, cleft in ston… Were all my labour: Shall I coun… If only one poor gleaner, weak of…

-1908 Of old, like Helen, guerdon of th… Like Helen fair, like Helen light… “The spoils unto the conquerors be… Who winneth me must win me by the…

One spake amid the nations, “Let… From darkening with strife the fai… We who are great in war be great i… No longer let us plead the cause b… But from a million British graves…

Scarlet coats, and crash o’ the ba… The grey of a pauper’s gown, A soldier’s grave in Zululand, And a woman in Brecon Town. My little lad for a soldier boy,

Sleep, little eyes That brim with childish tears amid… Be comforted! No grief of night… Against the joys that throng thy c… Sleep, little heart!

Amid my books I lived the hurryin… Disdaining kinship with my fellow… Alike to me were human smiles and… I cared not whither Earth’s great… Till as I knelt before my moulder…

An uphill path, sun-gleams between… Where every beam that broke the le… Lit other hills with fairer ways t… Some clustered graves where half o… And one grim Shadow creeping ever…

There stands a hostel by a travell… Life is the road and Death the wo… Each guest he greets, nor ever lac… “How have ye fared?” They answer… “This lodging place is other than…

I saw two sowers in Life’s field… To whom came one in angel guise an… “Is it for labour that a man is bo… Lo: I am Ease. Come ye and eat… Then gladly one forsook his task u…

“It fell on a day, that he went ou… And he said unto his father, My h… Carry him to his mother. And . .… and then died. And she went up, a… And shut the door upon him and wen…

“Delicta juventutis et ignorantius… I left, to earth, a little maiden… With locks of gold, and eyes that… I prayed that God might have her… And sight.

O guns, fall silent till the dead… Above their heads the legions pres… (These fought their fight in time… And died not knowing how the day h… O flashing muzzles, pause, and let…

At the drowsy dusk when the shadow… From the golden west, where the su… An angel mused: “Is there good o… In the mad world’s heart, since on… ‘Round the cross a mid-day twiligh…

Beneath her window in the fragrant… I half forget how truant years hav… Since I looked up to see her cham… Or catch, perchance, her slender s… Upon the casement; but the nodding…