Cut Flowers (Ivor Gurney Poems)
Not in blue vases theseNor white, cut flowers are seenBut in the August meadowsWhen the reaper falls clean -And the ...
Not in blue vases theseNor white, cut flowers are seenBut in the August meadowsWhen the reaper falls clean -And the ...
Through miles of mud we travelled, and by sick valleys-The Valley of Death at last - most evil alleys,To Grandcourt ...
We marched, and saw a company of CanadiansTheir coats weighed eighty pounds at least, we saw themFaces infinitely grimed in, ...
When clouds shake out their sailsBefore delighted gales,I think the sailor-men at sea,Hearing the engine throbbing freeCurse their today's fate ...
Why have you made life so intolerableAnd set me between four walls, where I am ableNot to escape meals without ...
Life softly clanging cymbals werePlane-trees, poplars Autumn hadArrayed in gloriously sadGarments of beauty wind-astir;It was the day of all the ...
Who died on the wires, and hung there, one of two -Who for his hours of life had chattered throughInfinite lovely ...
O does some blind fool now stand on my hillTo see how Ashleworth nestles by the river?Where eyes and heart ...
I watched the boys of England where they wentThrough mud and water to do appointed things.See one a stake, and ...
Pain, pain continual; pain unending;Hard even to the roughest, but to thoseHungry for beauty . . . Not the wisest ...
When I am covered with the dust of peaceAnd but the rain to moist my senseless clay,Will there be one ...
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