The Western (Herbert Ashley Asquith Poems)
THOR draws a chord invisible Across the shaking sky:I hear the tearing of the shell, The bullets sing and cry,As, charging through ...
THOR draws a chord invisible Across the shaking sky:I hear the tearing of the shell, The bullets sing and cry,As, charging through ...
From a rude isle, his ruder lineage came.The spark, that, from a suburb hovel's hearthAscending, wraps some capital in flame,Hath ...
Dusk is thy dawn; when Eve puts on its stateOf gold and purple in the marbled west,Thou comest forth like ...
The curtain's drawn look there and you shall spyThe faded god of your idolatry.Davenant.WORLD thou art old and grey!World thou ...
How blessed's the good-natured poet,With little bile and much emotion:All lovers of the gentle artsSend him sincerest greetings;The admiration of ...
A STRENGTH Thy service cannot tire,A faith which doubt can never dim,A heart of love, a lip of fire,O Freedom's ...
Mad, as the world calls mad, See Anarchy's few;Fighting the False and the Bad In all that they do;Forcing a way for ...
O BLINDED readers of the scroll of time,Think ye that freedom yields her hand to crime?Or the fair whiteness of ...
The poet hath a realm within, and throne,And in his own soul singeth his lament.A comer often in the world ...
MOODS OF GINGER MICKThis book was dedicated to "THE BOYS WHO TOOK THE ...
No charms she now can boast,--'tis true,But other charmers wither too:"And she is old,"--the fact I know,And old will other ...
……………….SometimesThe young forgot the lessons they had learnt,And lov'd when they should hate, like thee, Imelda! ~ Italy, a PoemPassa ...
I CANNOT love thee, tho' thy soul Be one which all good thoughts control; Altho' thy eyes be starry bright, ...
A TRUE mirror now I'll show, If attention you'll bestow,--The present times pourtray'd with its follies, O; ...
Be-wigged and gowned, the Speaker frowned, And his frown was ill to see."Oddsfish!" he spake, "Do I mistake? Stands 'And' ...
THE God of Freedom bless,With strength for self-redress, The People's might;The cause of man to save,Arouse each ...
Sweet as Eden is the air,And Eden-sweet the ray.No Paradise is lost for themWho foot by branching root and stem,And ...
How many masks wear we, and undermasks,Upon our countenance of soul, and when,If for self-sport the soul itself unmasks,Knows it ...
"To Lionel Engers-Kennedy: to the memory of Hargrave Jennings: and to A. C. W. G. and H. E. H." Beneath ...
"To Lionel Engers-Kennedy: to the memory of Hargrave Jennings: and to A. C. W. G. and H. E. H." Beneath ...
Mother of musings, Contemplation sage, Whose grotto stands upon the topmost rock Of Teneriffe; 'mid the tempestuous night, On which, ...
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