One moment bid the horses wait, Since tiffin is not laid till three, Below the upward path and straight You climbed a year ago with me. Love came upon us suddenly And loosed, an idle hour to kill,...
Seven men from all the world back to Docks again, Rolling down the Ratcliffe Road drunk and raising Cain: Give the girls another drink 'fore we sign away, We that took the Bolivar out across the Bay! ...
It was our war-ship Clampherdown Would sweep the Channel clean, Wherefore she kept her hatches close When the merry Channel chops arose, To save the bleached marine. ...
When spring-time flushes the desert grass, Our kafilas wind through the Khyber Pass. Lean are the camels but fat the frails, Light are the purses but heavy the bales,...
Abdhur Rahman, the Durani Chief, of him is the story told. His mercy fills the Khyber hills, his grace is manifold; He has taken toll of the North and the South, his glory reacheth far,...
"The Mother Hive", Actions and Reactions A Farmer of the Augustan Age Perused in Virgil's golden page The story of the secret won From Proteus by Cyrene's son, How the dank sea-god showed the swain...
Lo! What is this that I make, sudden, supreme, unrehearsed, This that my clutch in the crowd pressed at a venture has raised? Forward and onward I sprang when I thought (as I ought) I reversed,...
They christened my brother of old, And a saintly name he bears, They gave him his place to hold At the head of the belfry-stairs, Where the minister-towers stand And the breeding kestrels cry....
"Gay go up and gay go down To ring the Bells of London Town." When London Town's asleep in bed You'll hear the Bells ring overhead. In excelsis gloria! Ringing for Victoria,...
We know the Rocket's upward whizz; We know the Boom before the Bust. We know the whistling Wail which is The Stick returning to the Dust. We know how much to take on trust Of any promised Paradise....
Hastily Adam our driver swallowed a curse in the darkness, Petrol nigh at end and something wrong with a sprocket Made him speer for the nearest town, when lo! at the crossways...