#EnglishWriters
I know! I know!— The ceaseless ache, the emptiness,… The pang of loss,— The strength that sinks beneath so… “—Heedless and careless, still the…
Who are the Makers of Wars? The Kings of the earth. And who are these Kings of the ea… Only men—not always even men of wo… But claiming rule by right of birt…
The sun shone white and fair, This Eastertide, Yet all its sweetness seemed but t… Our souls’ despair; For stricken hearts, and loss and…
In Christ there is no East or We… In Him no South or North, But one great Fellowship of Love Throughout the whole wide earth. In Him shall true hearts everywhe…
All through the blood-red Autumn, When the harvest came to the full; When the days were sweet with suns… And the nights were wonderful,— The Reaper reaped without ceasing…
Let no man stand between my God a… I claim a Free man’s right Of intercourse direct with Him, Who gave me Freedom with the air… God made me free.—
Some have much, and some have more… Some are rich, and some are poor, Some have little, some have less, Some have not a cent to bless Their empty pockets, yet possess
For every Guest who comes with hi… The Host compounds a strangely mi… Red Wine of Life and Dregs of Bi… And, will-he, nil-he, each must dr…
We thank Thee, Lord, That of Thy tender grace, In our distress Thou hast not left us wholly comfo… We thank Thee, Lord,
Christ stands at the bar of the wo… As He stood in the days of old. And still, as then, we do betray Our Lord for greed of gold. When our every deed and word and t…
Midway between the flaming lines h… A tumbled heap of blood, and sweat… —God’s son! And none could succour him. Fi… Then that... and then another..…
Britain! Our Britain! uprisen in… Of your white wrath at treacheries… Roused from your sleep, become onc… Of those high things which make li… Now, God be thanked for even such…
As It was in the Beginning,— Is Now,— And...?
Curly head, and laughing eyes,— Mischief that all blame defies. Cricket,—footer,—Eton-jacket,— Everlasting din and racket. Tennis,—boating,—socks and ties,—
Peter, outworn, And menaced by the sword, Shook off the dust of Rome; And, as he fled, Met one, with eager face,