Author’s Prologue (Dylan Thomas Poems)
This day winding down nowAt God speeded summer's endIn the torrent salmon sun,In my seashaken houseOn a breakneck of rocks ...
This day winding down nowAt God speeded summer's endIn the torrent salmon sun,In my seashaken houseOn a breakneck of rocks ...
This day winding down nowAt God speeded summer's endIn the torrent salmon sun,In my seashaken houseOn a breakneck of rocksTangled ...
'Tis the part of a wise Man to examine the means of attaining the end, that he be not foiled ...
Come for the prizesAll are allotted, Leaving the ranks ofCut flowers and potted, ...
With eyes that searched in the dark,Peering along the line,Stood the grim Scotsman, Hector Clark,Driver of "Forty-nine".And the veldt-fire flamed ...
Gay balloons and coloured streamers,Gliding figures, footsteps light,Flannelled youths and short-frocked maidensJazzing gaily through the night.Music quaint and queer and ...
I slung me khaki suit to-day. Civilian now front heel to chin I 'op round on a single ...
Wi' a hundred pipers an' a' an' a', Wi' a hundred pipers an' a' an' a';We'll up an' gie them ...
As I go down the highway,And through the village street,I hear the pipers playing And the tramp of marching feet.The ...
By lagoons and reedy places,Where the little river races By the lips of dreaming pools Where the soothing water coolsMany ...
Oh, there ain't no band to cheer us up, there ain't no 'Ighland pipersTo keep our warlike ardure warm round ...
The dance of the pipers, the plovers at the surf, the edge of the sea ever racing at the surf ...
Henry the Seventh of England Wasn't out of the Royal top drawer, The only connection of which he could boast, ...
Old Deuteronomy's lived a long time; He's a Cat who has lived many lives in succession. He was famous in ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
This day winding down now At God speeded summer's end In the torrent salmon sun, In my seashaken house On ...
Tramp, tramp, the grim road, the road from Mons to Wipers (I've 'ammered out this ditty with me bruised and ...
Through eyelet holes I watched the crowd Rain of confetti fling; Their joy is lush, their laughter loud, For Carnival ...
With eyes that searched in the dark, Peering along the line, Stood the grim Scotsman, Hector Clark, Driver of "Forty-nine". ...
Ye Sons of Great Britain, pray list to me, And I'll tell ye of a great victory. Where the British ...
'Twas on the 20th of November, and in the year of 1897, That the cheers of the Gordon Highlanders ascended ...
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