#EnglishWriters
BY THE old Moulmein Pagoda, loo… There’s a Burma girl a—settin’, a… For the wind is in the palm—trees,… “Come you back, you British soldi… Come you back to Mandalay,
'LESS you want your toes trod of… For the bullocks are walking two b… The byles are walking two by two, And the elephants bring the guns. Ho! Yuss!
UNTIL thy feet have trod the Ro… Advise not wayside folk, Nor till thy back has borne the L… Break in upon the broke. Chase not with undesired largesse
At the eleventh hour he came, But his wages were the same As ours who all day long had trod The wine—press of the Wrath of Go… When he shouldered through the lin…
Now Chil the Kite brings home the… That Mang the Bat sets free— The herds are shut in byre and hut… For loosed till dawn are we. This is the hour of pride and powe…
Who hath desired the Sea?—the sig… The heave and the halt and the hur… The sleek-barrelled swell before s… Stark calm on the lap of the Line… His Sea in no showing the same h…
Hurree Chunder Mookerjee, pride o… Owner of a native press, “Barrish… Waited on the Government with a c… Sabres by the bucketful, rifles by… Then the Indian Government winked…
If wars were won by feasting, 0r victory by song, Or safety found in sleeping sound, How England would be strong! But honour and dominion
AFTER the sack of the City, whe… In the years that the Lights were… Low on the borders of Britain, th… Between the Cliff and the Forest… Stubborn all were his people, a st…
SEVEN men from all the world, ba… Rolling down the Ratcliffe Road d… Give the girls another drink ‘fore… We that took the “Bolivar” out ac… We put out from Sunderland loaded…
AS our mother the Frigate, bepain… Made play for her bully the Ship… So we, her bold daughters by iron… Accost and destroy to our masters’… For this is our virtue —to spy and…
THEY shut the road through the w… Seventy years ago. Weather and rain have undone it ag… And now you would never know There was once a road through the…
The man that is open of heart to h… And stops to consider his likes an… His blood shall be wholesome whate… His luck shall be with him whateve… The Splendour of Morning shall du…
I have made for you a song, And it may be right or wrong, But only you can tell me if it’s t… I have tried for to explain Both your pleasure and your pain,
I’ve danced till my shoes are outw… From ten till the hours called sma… I’ve cantered with Beauty at morn… At even made love at the ball. Light Loves for five months were…