The Undying Splendour (John William Streets Poems)
I: ENGLANDThere lies an isle, a splendour of the seaHaunting as Babylon, illustrious as Rome:A race of Saxon freemen there ...
I: ENGLANDThere lies an isle, a splendour of the seaHaunting as Babylon, illustrious as Rome:A race of Saxon freemen there ...
Beneath a hawthorn bush, dying, he layUpon an orchard slope, a gentle hill;The silvery moonlight thro' the night did playUpon ...
Let music vast, triumphal, fill the world's great nave,Voicing the peerless theme of noble youthWho rose to Life's sublimest greatness ...
I hear thy voice in the lonely pinesWhen the winds arise in their unknown lair;In the rush of waves in ...
I: VISIONCharmed with the ceaseless music of the brook-Babbling with hope and with Youth's deathless song;Full with the joys of ...
Showers of shrapnel, scream of deadly shells;And broken lie the belfry's prayerful bellsAmid the silent, ruined cloisters, whereLonely, mute on ...
NOW."Mother of England! why do you weep?""My heart's with the fate of my own dearest sonsFighting for Freedom against modern ...
Once in thy secret close, now almost bare,Peace yielded up her bountiful largess;The dawn dropp'd sunshine thro' thy leafy dress;The ...
Night on the plains, and the stars unfoldThe cycle of night in splendour old;The winds are hushed, on the fire-swept ...
Hushed is the wind upon the southern hill:It died e'en as the sunset in the westSwoon'd Cleopatra-like; upon its breastMy ...
Hushed is the shriek of hurtling shells: and hark!Somewhere within that bit of soft blue sky-Grand in his loneliness, his ...
You called to me from o'er the restless tide :Within the deepening shades of Death's confines,-Like winds grown free among ...
A breath of wind; a fragrant memory;Soft music and the magic of a song;A night beneath whose moonlight pale and ...
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