Yet when the challenge rang, ‘ The War-Lord comes ; give room!… Fearless to arms you sprang Against the odds of doom. Like your own Damian

The desert sand at day’s swift fli… Drank of the dew—cold vivid night Where Nile flows as he flowed When first men reaped and sowed As though his stream since Time b…

My spirit to—day that sprang To meet the laughing morn Is clouded and forlorn And chafes with hidden pang. For teasing care and fret

Spring has leapt into Summer. A glory has gone from the green. The flush of the poplar has sobere… The flame in the leaf of the lime… But I am thinking of the young me…

In the time of wild roses As up Thames we travelled Where 'mid water-weeds ravelled The lily uncloses, To his old shores the river

Of the old house, only a few, crum… Courses of brick, smothered in net… Or a shaped stone lying mossy wher… Sprawling bramble and saucy thistl… What once was fire-lit floor and p…

Goethe, who saw and who foretold A world revealed New—springing from its ashes old On Valmy field, When Prussia’s sullen hosts retir…

What is lovelier than rain that li… Falling through the western light? The light that’s red between my fi… Bathes infinite heaven’s remotest… Whither will the cloud its darknes…

Is it joy, or is it peace, Senses’ magical release, That triumphant swells my heart Where I walk the fields apart? Miracle of morning new!

The early night falls on the plain In cloud and desolating rain. I see no more, but feel around The ruined earth, the wounded grou… There in the dark, on either side

The dripping of the boughs in sile… Softly; the low note of some linge… Amid the weeping vapour; the chill… Of solitary evening upon all That stirs and hopes and apprehend…

Angered Reason walked with me A street so squat, unshapen, bald, So blear—windowed and grimy—walled… So dismal—doored, it seemed to be The abortion of a mind that had

Shall we but turn from braggart pr… Our race to cheapen and defame? Before the world to wail, to chide… And weakness as with vaunting clai… Ere the hour strikes, to abdicate

The winds of all the world bring a… Day by day, hour by hour, into our… Not only desolation, blood, and te… But cloud on cloud of suffocating… The human strives with the inhuman…

Like the bloom on a grape is the e… And a first faint frost the wind h… Yet the fear of his breath avails… The withered leaves on the cold gr… For they huddle and whisper in pha…