#EnglishWriters
How do you know that the pilgrim t… Along the belting zodiac Swept by the sun in his seeming ro… Is traced by now to the Fishes’ b… And into the Ram, when weeks of c…
They throw in Drummer Hodge, to r… Uncoffined—just as found: His landmark is a kopje-crest That breaks the veldt around; And foreign constellations west
I found me in a great surging spac… At either end a door, And I said: “What is this giddyin… With no firm—fixéd floor, That I knew not of before?”
They throw in Drummer Hodge, to r… Uncoffined—just as found: His landmark is a kopje-crest That breaks the veldt around: And foreign constellations west
Plunging and labouring on in a tid… Dolorous and dear, Forward I pushed my way as amid w… Stretching around, Through whose eddies there glimmer…
‘More than half my life long Did they weigh me falsely, to my b… But they all have shrunk away into… Like a lost song. ’And the day has dawned and come
I saw a dead man’s finer part Shining within each faithful heart Of those bereft. Then said I: "T… His immortality." I looked there as the seasons w…
WILLIAM Dewy, Tranter Reuben,… Robert’s kin, and John’s, and Ned… And the Squire, and Lady Susan,… “Gone,” I call them, gone for goo… heads;
I found her out there On a slope few see, That falls westwardly To the sharp-edged air, Where the ocean breaks
In the wild October night-time, w… land, And the Back-sea met the front-se… with sand, And we heard the drub of dead-man’…
As newer comers crowd the fore, We drop behind. —We who have laboured long and sor… Times out of mind, And keen are yet, must not regret
O it was sad enough, weak enough,… Light in their loving as soldiers… First to risk choosing them, leave… Now, in far battle, beyond the So… —Rain came down drenchingly; but w…
(Durlston Head) Lend me an ear While I read you here A page from your history, Old cliff—not known
Along the way He walked that day, Watching shapes that reveries limn… And seldom he Had eyes to see
In Casterbridge there stood a nob… Wrought with pilaster, bay, and ba… In tactful times when shrewd Eliz… On burgher, squire, and clown It smiled the long street down for…