The King And The Mountain (R S Ward Poems)
I stood upon a mountain bare,And night had wedded glorious Day,Oh, tell me what has chanced hereThat thou can'st wait ...
R S Ward Poems on Nature (15 Poems)
The Crumbling Mound (R S Ward Poems)
Speak, crumbling mound, and tell to all the wood,How that beneath these weeds whereon I stray,A dark-roofed feasting hall of ...
The Four Winds (R S Ward Poems)
1 - Wind Of The MornEre the ghostly grey of morning,Can be seen among the dells,All the cattle on the ...
A Dream One Night (R S Ward Poems)
One night I dreamt that on a shoreOf far-off Eastern lands I stood,And to my ears the breezes boreFaint music ...
Christ In The Forest (R S Ward Poems)
I heard a voice both soft and sweet,Whilst on my couch I lay reclined,It called on me to rise and ...
Night On The River (R S Ward Poems)
The boisterous wind had died away,Across the hills the sky was red,When joyfully that summer day,I made my boat a ...
Trees (R S Ward Poems)
O ye quiet, solemn peopleOf the kingdom of the trees,Would I lived among your branches,Rocked and billowed by the breeze,For ...
Thoughts In A Library (R S Ward Poems)
When first I stepped within your book-ranged halls'Methought it was a vast enchanted land,For here I see, built up on ...
The Forest, the Candle, and the Wind (R S Ward Poems)
I wandered through a forest in my dream,And in my hand, a drooping candle flamed,Flickering in the wind, flaring untamedAs ...
Fairies In The Forest (R S Ward Poems)
A rustling wood lay rapt in sleep,The wind had died away,And 'twas the hour when shadows creepAnd laughing fairies play.All ...
Rustling Wood. (R S Ward Poems)
Into a rustling wood,Lead me away,Hidden from human eyes.There let me pray.Sing cuckoo, sing to meSing far away,Softly the summer ...
A Sunset (R S Ward Poems)
O'er the woods on the slope of yon mist-laden hill,The blood-coloured sun has set,And cool is the wind from those ...
The Singing Wood (R S Ward Poems)
In a Land of Dreams,Where the moonlight seemsTo sing with a silver voice,Echo voices clearIn the star-lit air —And melodies ...
Peace. (R S Ward Poems)
The rain has ceased, the weeping treesScarce turn a leaf to face the breeze,Still, through the solemn peace there fallsA ...
Oh Could I . . . (R S Ward Poems)
Oh could I roam and have my homeAmid the whispering trees,And live all day where sunbeams play,Courting the fickle breeze"Oh ...