The Quest Of The Queen (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
All on a windy morn in lusty March,Rode Godwin hawking thro' his father's woodsAnd singing as he rode: stalwart was ...
All on a windy morn in lusty March,Rode Godwin hawking thro' his father's woodsAnd singing as he rode: stalwart was ...
IShe was spoken off Saint Vincent, outward bound . . .Some lumber-laden barque from Puget Sound,Heaving her sodden deck-load through ...
The king was lonely, the king was sad,Sad in his youth, when the world was glad:Sick at heart on his ...
By Chinese Charley's junk-store, by the Panama Saloon,Where 'longshore loafers lean and spit, at morning, night, and noon, —All among ...
Fiddler John he used to dwellA long while since, so I've heard tell,In an old thatched house with a leaning ...
Hushed is the midnight rush and roar, At rest the pulse that all day long Throbbed onward like the endless ...
Stormy's dead, I heard them say, "he's dead and gone to rest";Of all the skippers I have known old Stormy ...
When you've marshalled your navies and gloried your fillIn the latest they show of invention and skill,The lion in strength ...
Between the dark and the day,To the King's room where he layWith crucifix and winding-sheet,And chanting brethren two or three,Queen ...
To-day, as when the musket-rattle O'er Belgian lowlands spoke,And 'mid the rush and roar of battle The famed ...
Throned like an empress on the south-most height, Keen, clear and brave, her eyes gaze northward farTo where, still ...
If I'd got to choose aloneOne of all the freights I've known —All my cargoes live and dead,Bacon pigs and ...
Not for the wealth of thy teeming markets, Roaring factory, thronging way,Stern strong city of toil and commerce ...
As late I went a-walking by the sea,I thought I heard men talking, I heard them call to me:"Oh, sorrow ...
The sun and the clouds above them Their lights and shadows weave,And nought on earth shall glad them ...
Girded by wastes of sounding foam, Slumbers unseen the fruitful isle;Day in, day out, the cloudless dome Looks down with ...
The old flag's flying from the rampart, The old flag's blown upon the breeze,And the old shame's blotted from ...
I wandered in a garden-square, By pathways walled with straight-clipt yew,And over-arched by jasmine fair, ...
O the calling of the waves on the pebbled beach below, And the seagull sweeping o'er the waters grey!O ...
We the vanguard of a nation in the lands of desolation, We who live and die unknown,We who ...
Majuba Day! Majuba Day!Here's a health to Bobs and his force to-day!For the wiped-out shame from Britannia's fame,And the work ...
The clock with one finger Was made in the daysWhen time used to linger By leisurely ways —When nobody reckoned(Or ...
O brown are the moors in the grey morning lyingWhere the west wind comes singing o'er wide sea and plain;O ...
Daughter of old England! Buckle on his sword:Forth to fight for England Goes your king and lord, —Goes ...
Fife, fife and drum, and the feet along the highway, Crying: "Follow, O my masters, to the field of ...
Over the upland fields, where free and strong The fresh hill-breezes swept,I heard a wild bird calling all day ...
Here the inscrutable purpose of my God Set me, to be to men a thing of hate,Watching the way where ...
Over the hills of heather Wakens the windy morn,In the island of Inisfalen Where my fathers were bred and born.Round ...
England! Not vainly yetThine eyes with sorrow wet For solace crave:Still in hearts true as gold,And, like their fathers, ...
Little Gorilla, why do you look so sad? . . .Are you thinking about the glorious times that you hadIn ...
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