Felix Antonius (Sir Henry Newbolt Poems)
(After Martial)To-day, my friend is seventy-five;He tells his tale with no regret;His brave old eyes are steadfast yet,His heart the ...
(After Martial)To-day, my friend is seventy-five;He tells his tale with no regret;His brave old eyes are steadfast yet,His heart the ...
This is the Chapel: here, my son, Your father thought the thoughts of youth, And heard the words that one ...
We loved our nightjar, but she would not stay with us. We had found her lying as dead, but soft ...
'Ye have robb'd,' said he, 'ye have slaughter'd and made an end, Take your ill-got plunder, and bury the dead: ...
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