[Month of] September (Hilaire Belloc Poems)
I, from a window where the Meuse is wide,Looked eastward out to the September night;The men that in the hopeless ...
I, from a window where the Meuse is wide,Looked eastward out to the September night;The men that in the hopeless ...
I, from a window where the Meuse is wide,Looked eastward out to the September night;The men that in the hopeless ...
GOD help him! Ay, and let us help him, too,Help him with our one hundred million mindsMolded to loyalty, so ...
The winds of war-news change and veer:Now westerly and full of cheer,Now easterly, depressing, sourWith tidings of the Teutons' power.But ...
Triumphant Sable Heroes homeward turning,Arrayed in medals, bright, and half-healed scars,Has service, life, and limb been given earningTrophies, issued at ...
WITH AN AUTOGRAPH.A CHILD of the Republic,I have never bowed the kneeTo coronets or sceptres,To rank or royalty:But when a ...
Power corrupts,whereas sound oppositionbuilds up our freedemocratic tradition.One thing would makea democracy flower:having a strong opposition-in power.(Piet Hein)
Power corrupts,whereas sound oppositionbuilds up our freedemocratic tradition.One thing would makea democracy flower:having a strong opposition-in power. (Piet Hein)
Gazing upon the toiling seas,In gloomy rows the silent captives sate;And as the ship rode off before the breeze,They murmured ...
Is it illusion? or does there a spirit from perfecter ages, Here, even yet, amid loss, change, and corruption abide? ...
Yet to the wondrous St. Peter's, and yet to the solemn Rotunda, Mingling with heroes and gods, yet to the ...
Behold, even I, even I am Beatrice.(Div. Com. Purg. xxx.)OF Florence and of BeatriceServant and singer from of old,O'er Dante's ...
Pennsylvania, 1948-1949The garden of Nature opens. The grass at the threshold is green. And an almond tree begins to bloom. ...
We mix from many lands, We march for very far; In hearts and lips ...
SCENE--London, a Bookseller's Shop. Enter Author, smiling and rubbing his Hands. AUTHOR. Well, Slider!--and how d'ye go on with my ...
I am that which began;Out of me the years roll;Out of me God and man;I am equal and whole;God changes, ...
The nations are all calling To and fro, from strand to strand;Uniting in one army The slaves of ...
John Brown in Kansas settled, like a steadfast Yankee farmer, Brave and godly, with four sons, all stalwart men ...
And so to-day--they lay him away-- the boy nobody knows the name of-- the buck private--the unknown soldier-- the doughboy ...
And now, when poets are singing Their songs of olden days, And now, when the land is ringing With sweet ...
There was once a Simple People - (you, of course, will understandThis is just a little fable of a non-existent ...
HARK! Young Democracy from sleep Our careless sentries raps: A backwash from the Future's deep Our Evil's foreland laps. Unknown, ...
This is the song of the wind as it cameTossing the flags of the nations to flame: _I am ...
Friend, by the way you hump yourself you're from the States, I know, And born in old Mizzourah, where the ...
When Science, trembling in the lengthened shadeOf monster superstitions, and menacedBy raving Bigotry, a dream embracedOf prosperous worlds by mortal ...
Napoleon made his Marshals out of mud,And Cromwell's Ironsides were mostly tanner,But nowadays our officers have blood,And lots of cash, ...
AMONG the crowd, one, with a gayer face Than most, came swaggering; the Sabine Bard, The Roman Priest of Song, ...
If you stand where I stand— In my boudoir— (don't mind my shaving— I can't afford a barber)— you can ...
Wake not again the cannon's thundrous voice,Nor to the breeze throw out the stars and stripes;'Tis not the time to ...
I hate men.I can't abide 'em even now and then.Than ever marry one of them, I'd rest a virgin rather,For ...
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