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, ...
The long night, the short sleep, and La Gorgues to wander,So be the Fates were kind and our Commander;With a ...
We marched, and saw a company of CanadiansTheir coats weighed eighty pounds at least, we saw themFaces infinitely grimed in, ...
So the last poem is laid flat in its place,And Crickley with Crucifix Comer leaves from my faceElizabethans and night-working ...
Living we loved you, yet withheld our praisesBefore your faces.And though our spirits had you high in honour!After the English ...
As I went up by OvillersIn mud and water cold to the knee,There went three jeering, fleeing spectres,That walked abreast ...
Those dreadful evidences of Man's ill-doingThe kindly Mother of all shall soon hide deep,Covering with tender fingers her children asleep,Till ...
Out of my sorrow have I made these songs, Out of my sorrow; Though somewhat of the making's eager pain From Joy did borrow. Someday, I ...
Misery weighed by drachms and scruplesIs but scrawls on a vain page,To cruel masters we are pupils,Escape comes careless with ...
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