In A Slum (Archibald Stodart Walker Poems)
I never heard him speak a kindly word, My tears were answered with a savage oath,He drank what we ...
Poems about huns (21 Poems)
De Blinde Dichter (Carel Scharten Poems)
Altijd zal ik uw blinde beeld bewaren,Jeugdige grijsaard, die mijn oude jeugdMet uwe teng're sterkte hebt verheugd En met uw ...
Langemark (Abner Cosens Poems)
The maple leaf is stained with red, Deeper than autumn's dye; On foreign fields our noble dead ...
German Securities Fall (Abner Cosens Poems)
The British guns have spoken And Bill may lose his crown, The German line is broken, ...
The Battle Of The Headlines (A P Herbert Poems)
Hold back, sub-editor! You march and planSo much more swiftly than the soldiers can.They take a trench or two, a ...
The Troubles Of Tino (Abner Cosens Poems)
War pot is still stewing, Not a sign of peace, Trouble now is brewing 'Round ...
More Sonnets At Christmas II (Allen Tate Poems)
The day's at end and there's nowhere to go,Draw to the fire, even this fire is dying;Get up and once ...
Montgomery (A P Herbert Poems)
Field Marshal, few, and foolish, are the landsThat do not hail the baton in your hands.They labelled you a 'showman'. ...
Bored? (A P Herbert Poems)
Bored with the war, Sir? Weary and worn and old?May be. But be thankful you spend your nights in a ...
Buns For The Huns (A P Herbert Poems)
I see it coming - the Fund to feed the Huns:We shall go short of bread to give them buns.No, ...
St. Patrick’s Day (A P Herbert Poems)
Honour the 'neutral' Irishman with weapons in his hand-The men who made the Mulberries-the men who hate the Huns.And you, ...
Come Of It! (A P Herbert Poems)
If we're not judges of the HunsWhy do we shoot at them with guns?I think the fellows in the fightAre ...
Clerihew – Attila the Hun (Edmund Clerihew Bentley Poems)
When a photograph of AttilaAppeared in The TatlerThe Huns were all delighted,And the editor was knighted.(Edmund Clerihew Bentley)
Stand Fast! (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Stand fast, Great Britain! Together England, Scotland, Ireland stand One in the faith that makes a mighty land, True to ...
May 24, 1980 (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
I have braved, for want of wild beasts, steel cages, carved my term and nickname on bunks and rafters, lived ...
Protus (Robert Browning Poem)
Among these latter busts we count by scores, Half-emperors and quarter-emperors, Each with his bay-leaf fillet, loose-thonged vest, Loricand low-browed ...
Kelly Of The Legion (Robert William Service Poems)
Now Kelly was no fighter; He loved his pipe and glass; An easygoing blighter, Who lived in Montparnasse. But 'mid ...
Priscilla (Robert William Service Poems)
Jerry MacMullen, the millionaire, Driving a red-meat bus out there -- How did he win his Croix de Guerre? Bless ...
Julie Claire (Robert William Service Poems)
Oh Julie Claire was very fair, Yet generous as well, And many a lad of metal had A saucy tale ...
A Song Of Winter Weather (Robert William Service Poems)
It isn't the foe that we fear; It isn't the bullets that whine; It isn't the business career Of a ...
The Fathers (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
Snug at the club two fathers sat, Gross, goggle-eyed, and full of chat. One of them said: 'My eldest lad ...