The Saga Of Sergeant Scott (Burnett A. Ward Poems)
Private Scott of the Highlanders,Strutted and swanked in the market-place.Each flap and lapel set smooth in place,Buttons polished to mirror ...
Private Scott of the Highlanders,Strutted and swanked in the market-place.Each flap and lapel set smooth in place,Buttons polished to mirror ...
Men, brother men, who, voiceless, round us fret,How can ye credit still they are sincere?This premier and his puppet cabinet,This ...
I've never been to Thessaly, and Ida's vales may never seeWhere gods have doffed divinity for wanton love and play;But ...
Adown a road in Picardy Where War has wed Romance, There came ...
Cloying her lips as the honeycomb, smooth are the words of her mouth,But her feet in the paths of the ...
The organ peals through pictured panes that etch strange patterns on the grass,A thorned head shadowed on the flags, beneath ...
Ho! Ye who mourn the serried ranks that mouldOn fens of Flanders, hills of Picardy,Who rail at king or kaiser, ...
Long has been the pilgrimage, Oh son of my begetting;Weary through the centuries and o'er the deserts wide;Myriad the altars ...
Before the raid at Avion, we talked an hour or more,Of home, and hopes, and girls, and beer, of profiteers ...
Spring is in the Valley, sap and budding time,A thousand voices rally into sheer, clear rhyme;Swallows are a-wheeling, robins chant ...
Eighteen; and Life had shewn him all she hathOf hate and bitterness and carking care;Brimming the chalice with the dread ...
I saw, in No Man's land,Tw boys handclasp in brotherhood of death,As children clutch each other's hand at dusk;Transcending Fatherland ...
A catafalque beneath St. Stephen's spire;Tensed mobs, that sob and surge with fearful breath;Wrath of the criminals who paid his ...
Why clamour havoc when a god grows old?We've seen them start and quicken, rise and glowReflecting votive light, then murky ...
Here shrines are void and voiceless, all are fled;Roofless the columns and the altars bare.Shades of Olympus twine with mortal ...
Fear not! For unto you is born a Child,In David's city Christ the Lord is born!(And babes today, Life's heritage ...
Were these condemned in pre-auroral gloom?When Thought on Cosmos brooded, in the greyCold mists of dawn, unflushed by rising day,Were ...
Oh Shade obscene from out the jungled past,Fear o' the Dark made incarnate again,And manifest in torture, lust, and pain,Thou ...
The Genoese his world's horizon scanned;Fools scoffed him, savants laughed and bishops bannedWith Columbus perished all their ancient ways,Old forms ...
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