Britian’s Cause (Philip James Bailey Poems)
The eternal all--sire from his throne, our isleRegarding; these Imperial shores, the whileEarth's orb rolls round, shewn, eminent in his ...
The eternal all--sire from his throne, our isleRegarding; these Imperial shores, the whileEarth's orb rolls round, shewn, eminent in his ...
Our guns are a league behind us, our target a mile below,And there's never a cloud to blind us from ...
On my school notebooksOn my desk and on the treesOn the sands of snowI write your nameOn the pages I ...
I, from a window where the Meuse is wide,Looked eastward out to the September night;The men that in the hopeless ...
I, from a window where the Meuse is wide,Looked eastward out to the September night;The men that in the hopeless ...
XXIVIf one voice, not another, must speak first, out of the silence, the stillness, the preceding- speaking clearly, speaking slowly, ...
From Hugo's 'Feuilles d'Automne'.Have you sometimes, calm, silent, let your tread aspirant riseUp to the mountain's summit, in the presence ...
Her scarf a la Bardot, In suede flats for the walk, She came with me one evening For air and ...
Not what was expected, our country continuing a long drawn out war in the lands so far away Called up ...
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
I, from a window where the Meuse is wide, Looked eastward out to the September night; The men that in ...
'Twas in the year 1815, and on the 18th day of June, That British cannon, against the French army, loudly ...
When along the pavement, Palpitating flames of life, People flicker round me, I forget my bereavement, The gap in the ...
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