The Cricketers of Flanders (James Norman Hall Poems)
The first to climb the parapetWith the "cricket balls" in either hand;The first to vanish in the smokeOf God-forsaken No ...
Poems about squad (21 Poems)
The Image O’ God (Joseph Corrie Poems)
Crawlin about like a snail in the mud,Covered wi clammy blae,ME, made after the image o' God -Jings! but it's ...
General B.F. Butler (Ambrose Bierce Poems)
Thy flesh to earth, thy soul to God,We gave, O gallant brother;And o'er thy grave the awkward squadFired into one ...
The Game (C J Dennis Poems)
Ho! the sky's as blue as blazes an' the sun is shinin' bright, An' the dicky birds is singin' over'ead,An' ...
The Pride of Battery B (Frank H Gassaway Poems)
South Mountain towered on our right, Far off the river lay,And over on the wooded height We held their line ...
I Joined a Contingent (A B Banjo Paterson Poems)
I joined a contingent and went to the warIn search of promotion and pay,For I fancied the pastime of hunting ...
‘ Form Fours.’ (Frank Sidgwick Poems)
A Volunteer's Nightmare. If you're Volunteer Artist or Athlete, or if you defend the Home, You sacrifice ' Ease ' ...
Heads And Tails (Franklin Pierce Adams Poems)
If a single man is studious and quiet, people say He is grouchy, he is old before his time;If he's ...
Lead Soldiers (Amy Lowell Poem)
The nursery fire burns brightly, crackling in cheerful little explosions and trails of sparks up the back of the chimney. ...
The ‘eathen (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
The 'eathen in 'is blindness bows down to wood an' stone; 'E don't obey no orders unless they is 'is ...
Macavity: The Mystery Cat (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Macavity's a Mystery Cat: he's called the Hidden Paw-- For he's the master criminal who can defy the Law. He's ...
90. Epistle to James Smith (Robert Burns Poem)
DEAR SMITH, the slee'st, pawkie thief, That e'er attempted stealth or rief! Ye surely hae some warlock-brief Owre human hearts; ...
142. Epistle to Major Logan (Robert Burns Poems)
HAIL, thairm-inspirin', rattlin' Willie! Tho' fortune's road be rough an' hilly To every fiddling, rhyming billie, We never heed, But ...
52. Epitaph on John Rankine (Robert Burns Poems)
AE day, as Death, that gruesome carl, Was driving to the tither warl' A mixtie-maxtie motley squad, And mony a ...
110. Epistle to a Young Friend (Robert Burns Poems)
May-, 1786.I LANG hae thought, my youthfu' friend, A something to have sent you, Tho' it should serve nae ither ...
80. The Jolly Beggars: A Cantata (Robert Burns Poems)
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
133. The Brigs of Ayr (Robert Burns Poems)
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
The Enigma (Robert William Service Poems)
The Sergeant of a Highland Reg- -Iment was drilling of his men; With temper notably on edge He blest them ...
The Ballad Of Lenin’s Tomb (Robert William Service Poems)
This is the yarn he told me As we sat in Casey's Bar, That Rooshun mug who scammed from the ...
Conscripts (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
'Fall in, that awkward squad, and strike no more Attractive attitudes! Dress by the right! The luminous rich colours that ...
Wild With All Regrets (Wilfred Owen Poems)
(Another version of "A Terre".) To Siegfried Sassoon My arms have mutinied against me -- brutes! My fingers fidget like ...