The Painter Of Florence (Ernest Jones Poems)
THERE'S a mansion old 'mid the hills of the west,So old, that men know not by whom it was built;But ...
Ernest Jones Poems (76 Poems)
The Battle-Day, Or, The Lost Army (Ernest Jones Poems)
I. LINDSAY castle's jutted forth On the wild, old sounding sea,And a gallant race of the hardy North, ...
The Life Of A Flower (Ernest Jones Poems)
AMID the bright'ning glories of the earth,I watched a humble floweret from its birth;'Twas a pale blossom and a simple ...
The March Of Freedom (Ernest Jones Poems)
The nations are all calling To and fro, from strand to strand;Uniting in one army The slaves of ...
Leawood Hall (Ernest Jones Poems)
In a cottage on a moor Famine's feeble children cried;The frost knocked sharply at the door, And hunger ...
Plough And Loom (Ernest Jones Poems)
LEAWOOD HALL,A Chistmas Tale. IN a cottage on a moor Famine's feeble children cried;The frost knocked sharply at the ...
Percy Vere, The Peer’s Story – Introduction (Ernest Jones Poems)
TO MY READERS,-MY Life has been a wild, strange life,Now lulled in love-now wrapt in strife;I've had my dreams as ...
The Factory Town (Ernest Jones Poems)
The night had sunk along the city, It was a bleak and cheerless hour;The wild-winds sung their solemn ditty ...
The Cornfield And The Factory (Ernest Jones Poems)
OH! what is so blithe as through cornfields to roam, When the lark is in heaven and laughter on ...
The Prisoner’s Dream (Ernest Jones Poems)
The wind! the wind plays o'er the prison-bar, Still fresh from kissing the green forest-leaves;Rending the wheat-fields in the ...
The Walk Home From Beldagon (Ernest Jones Poems)
AFTER A CHARITY SERMON. The rich are going to their homes, The clouds of dust arise;For rich men always ...
Hymn For Ascension Day (Ernest Jones Poems)
Chorus. Freedom is risen! ...
A Song For May (Ernest Jones Poems)
Spring is come, and shades departLighter beats each human heart;Ghost-like snow-is fleeting slow,And the green spring-grasses grow.Streams, that long have ...
The Marseillaise (Ernest Jones Poems)
Sons of freedom! break your slumbersThe day of glory's drawing nigh,Against us tyranny's red numbersRear their bloody banner high. ...
The Better Hope (Ernest Jones Poems)
A CHILD of the hard-hearted world was I, And a worldling callous of heart,And eager to play with the ...
New Year’s Eve (Ernest Jones Poems)
DARKNESS on the endless sea; A wild, wild wailing cry;And the sun came down-like a ...
The Marriage Feast (Ernest Jones Poems)
Come to the marriage-feast Where the glittering tables wait-Where the greatest shall be the least, And the least ...
The Royal Bounty (Ernest Jones Poems)
A Legend of Windsor A song for the Queen! our gracious Queen, Who giveth her subjects bread!Paupers! throw up ...
Bread (Ernest Jones Poems)
(FROM THE FRENCH OF PIERRE DUPONT). When on the stream's deserted bank No busy mill shall fan the air, ...
The Poet’s Parallel (Ernest Jones Poems)
Down the hillside tripping brightly, O'er the pebbles tinkling lightly,'Mid the meadows rippling merrily, the mountain- ...
The Coming Day (Ernest Jones Poems)
THE midnight hour is passing-the sunrise is at handThe watchers on the mountain tops are looking o'er the land,The world ...
The Song Of The Future (Ernest Jones Poems)
1. The land it is the landlords'; The traders' is the sea;The ore the usurer's coffer fills, But ...
The Song Of The Low (Ernest Jones Poems)
WE'ER low-we're low-we're very very low, As low as low can be;The rich are high-for we make ...
The Garden Seat (Ernest Jones Poems)
When the sea is still as glass,And the whispering breezes passOn messages from zone to zone, or waft from pole ...
The Song Of The Gaggers (Ernest Jones Poems)
Gag-gag-gag!Is the cry of the traitor band, While they try, with a printed rag, ...
The Peasant (Ernest Jones Poems)
FORTH to the fight! then shining sword of song! Sing, sing the toil, that makes the toiler strong. Sing, how ...
A Fine Young Foreign Gentleman (Ernest Jones Poems)
A NEW SONG TO AN OLD TUNE. I'll sing you a song of the modern time-when honesty grows ...
The Silent Cell (Ernest Jones Poems)
They told me 'twas a fearful thing to pine in prison lone: ...
Easter Hymn (Ernest Jones Poems)
Crucified! crucified every morn!Beaten, and scourged and crowned with thorn!Scorned, and spat on, and drenched with gall:Brothers! how long shall ...
Where? (Ernest Jones Poems)
Where is Love? Oh! rather, name the spot ...