The Ocean Strand (C S Lewis Poems)
O leave the labouring roadways of the town,The shifting faces and the changeful hueOf markets, and broad echoing streets that ...
C. S. Lewis Poems (67 Poems)
The Autumn Morning (C S Lewis Poems)
See! the pale autumn dawnIs faint, upon the lawn That lies in powdered white Of hoar-frost dightAnd now ...
Irish Nocturne (C S Lewis Poems)
Now the grey mist comes creeping upFrom the waste ocean's weedy strandAnd fills the valley, as a cupIf filled of ...
Hesperus (C S Lewis Poems)
Through the starry hollowOf the summer nightI would follow, followHesperus the bright,To seek beyond the western waveHis garden of delight.Hesperus ...
Satan Speaks (II) (C S Lewis Poems)
I am the Lord your God: even he that madeMaterial things, and all these signs arrayedAbove you and have set ...
Tu Ne Quaesieris (C S Lewis Poems)
For all the lore of Lodge and MyersI cannot heal my torn desires,Nor hope for all that man can speerTo ...
Victory (C S Lewis Poems)
Roland is dead, Cuchulain's crest is low,The battered war-rear wastes and turns to rust,And Helen's eyes and Iseult's lips are ...
Ballade Mystique (C S Lewis Poems)
The big, red-house is bare and loneThe stony garden waste and sereWith blight of breezes ocean blownTo pinch the wakening ...
Night [II] (C S Lewis Poems)
I know a little Druid woodWhere I would slumber if I couldAnd have the murmuring of the streamTo mingle with ...
The Roads (C S Lewis Poems)
I stand on the windy uplands among the hills of DownWith all the world spread out beneath, meadow and sea ...
Death In Battle (C S Lewis Poems)
Open the gates for me,Open the gates of the peaceful castle, rosy in the West,In the sweet dim Isle of ...
To Sleep (C S Lewis Poems)
I will find out a place for thee, O Sleep-A hidden wood among the hill-tops green,Full of soft streams and ...
Hymn (For Boys’ Voices) (C S Lewis Poems)
All the things magicians doCould be done by me and youFreely, if we only knew.Human children every dayCould play at ...
Apology (C S Lewis Poems)
If men should ask, Despoina, why I tellOf nothing glad nor noble in my verseTo lighten hearts beneath this present ...
French Nocturne (Monchy-Le-Preux) (C S Lewis Poems)
Long leagues on either hand the trenches spreadAnd all is still; now even this gross lineDrinks in the frosty silences ...
Noon (C S Lewis Poems)
Noon! and in the garden bowerThe hot air quivers o'er the grass,The little lake is smooth as glassAnd still so ...
The Satyr (C S Lewis Poems)
When the flowery hands of springForth their woodland riches fling, Through the meadows, through the valleysGoes the satyr carolling.From the ...
The Star Bath (C S Lewis Poems)
A place uplifted towards the midnight skyFar, far away among the mountains old,A treeless waste of rocks and freezing cold,Where ...
Oxford (C S Lewis Poems)
It is well that there are palaces of peaceAnd discipline and dreaming and desire,Lest we forget our heritage and ceaseThe ...
Milton Read Again (In Surrey) (C S Lewis Poems)
Three golden months while summer on us stoleI have read your joyful tale another time,Breathing more freely in that larger ...
In Prison (C S Lewis Poems)
I cried out for the pain of man,I cried out for my bitter wrathAgainst the hopeless life that ranFor ever ...
Spooks (C S Lewis Poems)
Last night I dreamed that I was come againUnto the house where my beloved dwellsAfter long years of wandering and ...
Alexandrines (C S Lewis Poems)
There is a house that most of all on earth I hate.Though I have passed through many sorrows and have ...
Satan Speaks (C S Lewis Poems)
I am Nature, the Mighty Mother,I am the law: ye have none other.I am the flower and the dewdrop fresh,I ...
The Condemned (C. S. Lewis Poem)
There is a wildness still in England that will not feed In cages; it shrinks away from the touch of ...
The Country of the Blind (C. S. Lewis Poem)
Hard light bathed them-a whole nation of eyeless men, Dark bipeds not aware how they were maimed. A long Process, ...
The Meteorite (C. S. Lewis Poem)
Among the hills a meteorite Lies huge; and moss has overgrown, And wind and rain with touches light Made soft, ...
On a Vulgar Error (C. S. Lewis Poem)
No. It's an impudent falsehood. Men did not Invariably think the newer way Prosaic mad, inelegant, or what not. Was ...
On Being Human (C. S. Lewis Poem)
Angelic minds, they say, by simple intelligence Behold the Forms of nature. They discern Unerringly the Archtypes, all the verities ...
Prelude to Space (C. S. Lewis Poem)
An Epithaliamium So Man, grown vigorous now, Holds himself ripe to breed, Daily devises how To ejaculate his seed And ...