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, ...
There was a water dump there, and regimentalCarts came every day to line up and fill fullThose rolling tanks with ...
One could not see or think, the heat overcame one,With a dazzle of square road to challenge and blind one,No ...
Little did I dream, England, that you bore meUnder the Cotswold Rills beside the water meadowsTo do you dreadful service, ...
One comes across the strangest things in walks,Fragment of Abbey tithe barns fixed in modern,With Dutch-sort houses, where the water ...
Life softly clanging cymbals werePlane-trees, poplars Autumn hadArrayed in gloriously sadGarments of beauty wind-astir;It was the day of all the ...
Of lovely knowledgeThe high roads left her aside, she was forlorn, a maid -Water ran there, dusk hid her, she ...
Fierce indignation is best understood by thoseWho have time or no fear, or a hope in its real goodOne loses ...
Smudgy dawn scarfed in military coloursNorthward, and flowing wider like slow sea water,Woke in lilac and elm and almost among ...
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