The City Of Fear (Gilbert Frankau Poems)
This was a city once: women lived here;Their voices were low to their lovers, o'nights by the murmuring waters;Their hands ...
Poems about ypres (16 Poems)
The First Battle of Ypres (Margaret Louisa Woods Poems)
Grey field of Flanders, grim old battle-plain,What armies held the iron line round Ypres in the rain,From Bixschoote to Baecelaere ...
The Perfect Playmate (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Roger Charles Noel Bellingham. Before Ypres, March 4th, 1915The Perfect Playmate, whither does he strayThat now no more his feet ...
A Sing-Song (Jessie Pope Poems)
(The Kaiser expressed a hope that the British might meet his Bavarians only once. Fifteen hundred Bavarians have been captured ...
To The Prussians Of England (Ivor Gurney Poems)
When I remember plain heroic strengthAnd shining virtue shown by Ypres pools,Then read the blither written by knaves for foolsIn ...
Mist on Meadows (Ivor Gurney Poems)
Mist lies heavy on English meadowsAs ever in Ypres, but the friendlinessHere is greater in full field and hedge shadow.And ...
Noel (Joseph Johnston Lee Poems)
Christmas Eve, and a wind with a sting,We rode from Ypres through Elverdinghe.The ruined church rose gaunt on our right:With ...
The Enemy (Dorothy Violet Wellesley Poems)
There is some delight in bombing an EnemyWhom all mankind must hate.There is some foresight in reading the Tarot cardThese ...
Fritz Has Another Grouch (Abner Cosens Poems)
Dere's a ting dat I'll nefer furshtay. Ven ve shtart oop dat goot poison gas, Vy dose ...
Domum (Charles Kenneth Scott-Moncrieff Poems)
(OMNIBUS WICCAMICIS)The green and grey and purple day is barred with clouds of dun,From Ypres city smouldering before the setting ...
The Zonnebeke Road (Edmund Blunden Poems)
Morning, if this late withered light can claimSome kindred with that merry flameWhich the young day was wont to fling ...
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Heretic’s Tragedy, The (Robert Browning Poems)
A MIDDLE-AGE INTERLUDE. ROSA MUNDI; SEU, FULCITE ME FLORIBUS. A CONCEIT OF MASTER GYSBRECHT, CANON-REGULAR OF SAID JODOCUS-BY-THE-BAR, YPRES CITY. ...
My Foe (Robert William Service Poems)
A Belgian Priest-Soldier Speaks; GURR! You cochon! Stand and fight! Show your mettle! Snarl and bite! Spawn of an accursed ...
Sick Leave (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
When I'm asleep, dreaming and lulled and warm,- They come, the homeless ones, the noiseless dead. While the dim charging ...
Grass (Carl Sandburg Poems)
PILE the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them under and let me work- I am the grass; I ...