The (John Masefield Poems)
All day they loitered by the resting ships,Telling their beauties over, taking stock;At night the verdict left my messmate's lips,"The ...
All day they loitered by the resting ships,Telling their beauties over, taking stock;At night the verdict left my messmate's lips,"The ...
IHere in the self is all that man can knowOf Beauty, all the wonder, all the power,All the unearthly colour, ...
Be with me, Beauty, for the fire is dying;My dog and I are old, too old for roving.Man, whose young ...
Night is on the downland, on the lonely moorland,On the hills where the wind goes over sheep-bitten turf,Where the bent ...
It is good to be out on the road, and going one knows not where,Going through meadow and village, one ...
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,And all I ask is a ...
TwilightT. Red in the West.Dimness. A glow on the wood.The teams plod home to rest.The wild duck come to glean.O ...
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is ...
Be with me, Beauty, for the fire is dying; My dog and I are old, too old for roving. Man, ...
ALL day they loitered by the resting ships, Telling their beauties over, taking stock; At night the verdict left my ...
IT is good to be out on the road, and going one knows not where, Going through meadow and village, ...
Night is on the downland, on the lonely moorland, On the hills where the wind goes over sheep-bitten turf, Where ...
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