Thoughts of New England (Ivor Gurney Poems)
Gloucester streets walking in Autumn twilight,Past Kineburgh's cottage and old Raven Tavern,That Hoare he kept, the Puritan, who tiredOr fired, ...
Gloucester streets walking in Autumn twilight,Past Kineburgh's cottage and old Raven Tavern,That Hoare he kept, the Puritan, who tiredOr fired, ...
Out beyond Aldgate is a road,And a broad,Clean, noble thing it runs,For the sun'sAnd wind's and man's delight,And the high ...
The long night, the short sleep, and La Gorgues to wander,So be the Fates were kind and our Commander;With a ...
Living we loved you, yet withheld our praisesBefore your faces.And though our spirits had you high in honour!After the English ...
From the racked substance of the earth comes the plant andThat with heat and the night frost is tortured:To some ...
On uplands bleak and bare to windBeneath a maze of stars I strode;Phantoms of Fear haunted the road,Dogging my footsteps ...
Robecq had straw and a comfortable tavernThere men might their sinews feel slowly recoveringFrom the march-strain and there was Autumn's ...
I believe in the increasing of life: whatever Leads to the seeing of small trifles, Real, beautiful, is good and an act ...
O may these days of pain,These wasted-seeming days,Somewhere reflower againWith scent and savour of praise.Draw out of memory all bitternessOf ...
Half dead with sheer tiredness, wakened quick at night .With dysentry pangs, going blind among sleepersAnd dazed into half-dark, illness ...
I will not droop my soiled flag,Nor turn a thought on my own shame,Though it be sin without a name,And ...
There is no sound within the cottage now,But my pen and the sound of long rainHeavy and musical, I must ...
Watching the dark my spirit rose in floodOn that most dearest Prelude of my delight.The low-lying mist lifted its hood,The ...
The songs I had are witheredOr vanished clean,Yet there are bright tracksWhere I have been,And there grow flowersFor other's delight.Think ...
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