#English
Southampton Docks: October 189… Here, where Vespasian’s legions s… And Cendric with the Saxons enter… And Henry’s army lept afloat to w… Convincing triumphs over neighbori…
Nobody says: Ah, that is the plac… Where chanced, in the hollow of ye… What none of the Three Towns care… The birth of a little girl of grac… The sweetest the house saw, first…
The two were silent in a sunless c… Whose mildewed walls, uneven pavin… And wasted carvings passed antique… And nothing broke the clock’s dull… Leaning against a wormy poppy—head…
Between the folding sea-downs, In the gloom Of a wailful wintry nightfall, When the boom Of the ocean, like a hammering in…
Much wonder I—here long low—laid— That this dead wall should be Betwixt the Maker and the made, Between Thyself and me! For, say one puts a child to nurse…
On Its Seizure By The English U… Did they catch as it were in a Vi… When their cavalry smote through t… And they crossed where the Tishbi… His gaunt mournful Shade as he ba…
(Durlston Head) Lend me an ear While I read you here A page from your history, Old cliff—not known
Clouds spout upon her Their waters amain In ruthless disdain,— Her who but lately Had shivered with pain
Queer are the ways of a man I kno… He comes and stands In a careworn craze, And looks at the sands And in the seaward haze
'Man, you too, aren’t you, one of… All hanging hereabout to gather ho… Examination in the hall.' She flu… The shabby figure standing at the… Who warmed them by its flare.
Dora’s gone to Ireland Through the sleet and snow; Promptly she has gone there In a ship, although Why she’s gone to Ireland
The thick lids of Night closed up… Alone at the Bill Of the Isle by the Race - Many—caverned, bald, wrinkled of f… And with darkness and silence the…
'O He’s suffering– maybe dying– a… And smooth his bed and whisper to… Only the nurse’s brief twelve word… As by stealth, to let me know. 'He was the best and brightest! -…
In his early days he was quite sur… When she told him she was compromi… By meetings and lingerings at his… And thinking not of herself but hi… While she lifted orbs aggrieved an…
(E. L. G.) BENEATH a knap where flown Nestlings play, Within walls of weathered stone, Far away