Devon Men (P Haselden Poems)
FROM Bideford to Appledore the meadows lie aglowWith kingcup and buttercup, that flout the summer snow;And crooked back and silver ...
FROM Bideford to Appledore the meadows lie aglowWith kingcup and buttercup, that flout the summer snow;And crooked back and silver ...
O gift of God! O perfect day:Whereon shall no man work, but play;Whereon it is enough for me,Not to be ...
PERHAPS too far in these considerate daysHas patience carried her submissive ways;Wisdom has taught us to be calm and meek,To ...
Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir,Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine,With a cargo of ivory,And apes and peacocks,Sandalwood, cedarwood, ...
In sixteen hundred and forty-one,The regular yearly galleon,Laden with odorous gums and spice,India cottons and India rice,And the richest silks ...
THE round world glows in its green and rose, And the full buds burst to bloom: The earth is ours ...
Eighty men of Devon stood out to sweep the sea, To plough the Spanish Main, my boys, to plough ...
This labouring, vast, Tellurian galleon,Riding at anchor off the orient sun,Had broken its cable, and stood out to spaceDown some ...
Girded by wastes of sounding foam, Slumbers unseen the fruitful isle;Day in, day out, the cloudless dome Looks down with ...
Bells of the Past, whose long-forgotten musicStill fills the wide expanse,Tingeing the sober twilight of the PresentWith color and romance:I ...
(For Alden March) With drooping sail and pennant That never a wind may reach, They float in sunless waters Beside ...
HER griefs were the hours When my struggle was sore,-- Her joys were the powers That the climber upbore. Her ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
After the whipping he crawled into bed, Accepting the harsh fact with no great weeping. How funny uncle's hat had ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
I understood the rest too well, And all their thoughts have come to be Clear as grey sea-weed in the ...
PART ONE The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed ...
QUINQUIREME of Nineveh from distant Ophir, Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine, With a cargo of ivory, And apes ...
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