Seven Poems (John Masefield Poems)
IHere in the self is all that man can knowOf Beauty, all the wonder, all the power,All the unearthly colour, ...
IHere in the self is all that man can knowOf Beauty, all the wonder, all the power,All the unearthly colour, ...
Of all the songs which poets sing The ones which are most sweet Are those which at close intervals A low refrain repeat; Some ...
What's greater, Pebble or Pond?What can be known? The Unknown.My true self runs toward a HillMore! O More! visible.Now I ...
MY LIFE is bitter with thy love; thine eyesBlind me, thy tresses burn me, thy sharp sighsDivide my flesh and ...
THIRD EPISTLE. LOUISATOEMMA,WRITTEN THE DAY AFTER SHE HAD RECEIVED FROM HEREUGENIO'S EXCULPATING LETTER. APRIL 21st, ...
XXIVIf one voice, not another, must speak first, out of the silence, the stillness, the preceding- speaking clearly, speaking slowly, ...
Have I had this coffee shop long, Sir, dishing out coffee and tea?Ever since Big Ben was a wrist watch ...
Read ye here the song as sung By a chief named, briefly, Ung.In the days when arguments were manly ...
A bear, however hard he tries,Grows tubby without exercise.Our Teddy Bear is short and fat,Which is not to be wondered ...
Everybody knows me, Dr. Goosegrease, M.D. All the best paying patients, I've got 'em. Harley Street's my abode, No. 6 ...
To the Editor Mr. Editor,—The riddling lines which I send you, were written upon a young lady ...
Once ye were happy, once by many a shore,Wherever Glooscap's gentle feet might stray,Lulled by his presence like a dream, ...
I would if I could choose Age and die outwards as a tulip does; Not as this iris drawing in, ...
Of all the songs which poets sing The ones which are most sweet Are those which at close intervals A ...
A groundswell of justice, of caring comes from changing the winds giving new direction for the weathervanes politicians with their ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Those lines that I before have writ do lie, Even those that said I could not love you dearer: Yet ...
Blameless as daylight I stood looking At a field of horses, necks bent, manes blown, Tails streaming against the green ...
TARRY a while, O Death, I cannot die While yet my sweet life burgeons with its spring; Fair is my ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
A bear, however hard he tries, Grows tubby without exercise. Our Teddy Bear is short and fat, Which is not ...
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