Veterans (Alfred Noyes Poems)
When the last charge sounds And the battle thunders o'er the plain,Thunders o'er the trenches where the red streams ...
When the last charge sounds And the battle thunders o'er the plain,Thunders o'er the trenches where the red streams ...
I saw a dreamer, I saw a poet, On the red battle-field fell my slow tear, ...
They seemed to die on battle-field, To die with justice, truth, and law; The bloody corpse, the ...
I often wonder mother loves to creepUp to the garret where a cupboard stands,And sit upon the musty floor and ...
The sunshine over Brussels will be mine, But for a moment ere it pales its hue, And slowly deepens into ...
The senses loving Earth or well or illRavel yet more the riddle of our lot.The mind is in their trammels, ...
Yankee was a bad man, Yankee was a thief,Yankee came to my house and stole a side of beef;I went ...
We boast no more of our bloodless flag, that rose from a nation's slime; Better a shred of a deep-dyed ...
Sons of Australia, be loyal and true to her - Fling out the flag of the Southern Cross! Sing a ...
Leodogran, the King of Cameliard, Had one fair daughter, and none other child; And she was the fairest of all ...
'The Bull, the Fleece are cramm'd, and not a room For love or money. Let us picnic there At Audley ...
Now hearken, ye who take delight In boasting of your worth! To many a man, to many a knight, Beloved ...
A Life Tragedy A pistol shot rings round and round the world; In pitiful defeat a warrior lies. A last ...
So Eden was deserted, and at eve Into the quiet place God came to grieve. His face was sad, His ...
I strolled up old Bonanza, where I staked in ninety-eight, A-purpose to revisit the old claim. I kept thinking mighty ...
IN summer time, with high imaginings Of proud Crusaders and of Paynim kings, The children crowned themselves with famous names, ...
I We thrill too strangely at the master's touch; We shrink too sadly from the larger self Which for its ...
It was on the 21st of March in the year of 1801, The British were at their posts every man; ...
The poet sang of a battle-field Where doughty deeds were done, Where stout blows rang on helm and shield And ...
Ye sons of Mars, come join with me, And sing in praise of Sir Herbert Stewart's little army, That made ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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