A Loom of Years (Alfred Noyes Poems)
In the light of the silent stars that shine on the struggling sea,In the weary cry of the wind and ...
In the light of the silent stars that shine on the struggling sea,In the weary cry of the wind and ...
In the Black Country, from a little window, Before I slept, across the haggard wastes Of dust and ...
There's a barrel-organ carolling across a golden street In the City as the sun sinks low; And the music's not ...
I.(_On many recent novels by the conventional unconventionalists_.)Old Pantaloon, lean-witted, dour and rich, After grim years of soul-destroying greed,Weds Columbine, ...
Under an arch of glorious leaves I passedOut of the wood and saw the sickle moonFloating in daylight o'er the ...
Sun-child, as you watched the rain Beat the pane, Saw the garden of your ...
The sunset lingered in the pale green West: In rosy wastes the low soft evening starWoke; while the last white ...
I.Before those golden altar-lights we stood, Each one of us remembering his own dead.A more than earthly beauty seemed to ...
This is the song of the wind as it cameTossing the flags of the nations to flame: _I am ...
I Yes! Beauty still rebels! Our dreams like clouds disperse: ...
How should we praise those lads of the old Vindictive Who looked Death straight in the eyes, Till his ...
The round brown sails were reefed and struggling home Over the glitter and gloom of the angry deep: ...
Here Freedom stood by slaughtered friend and foe, And, ere the wrath paled or that sunset died,Looked through ...
Once, on the far blue hills, Alone with the pine and the cloud, in those high still places; Alone ...
I.If souls could sing to heaven's high King As blackbirds pipe on earth, How those delicious courts would ...
Shadow by shadow, stripped for fight, The lean black cruisers search the sea. Night-long their level shafts of light Revolve,and ...
I.There is one road, one only, to the Light: A narrow way, but Freedom walks therein;A straight, firm road through ...
STEADFAST as any soldier of the lineHe served his England, with the imminent deathPoised at his heart. Nor could the ...
Only a little, O Father, only to rest Or ever the night comes and the eternal sleep, ...
O Mystery of life,That, after all our strife, Defeats, mistakes,Just as, at last, we seeThe road to victory, The tired ...
I know a land, I, too, Where warm keen incense on the sea-wind blows,And all the winter long the skies ...
How few are they that voyage through the night On that eternal quest,For that strange light beyond our light, That ...
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