Back from the Somme two Fusiliers Limped painfully home; the elder said, S. "Robert, I've lived three thousand years This Summer, and I'm nine parts dead."...
There's a boy who lives next door; And this boy is just as bad As a boy can be; and poor! He's so poor it makes me sad When I see him. Out at knee; And no shoes; and, more than that,...
A little colt - broncho, loaned to the farm To be broken in time without fury or harm, Yet black crows flew past you, shouting alarm, Calling "Beware," with lugubrious singing ......
Their sleep is made glorious, And dead they're victorious Over defeat! Never Lethean billows Shall roll o'er their pillows, Red with the feet Of Mars from the wine press So bitterly sweet!...
This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, - The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the Siren sings,...
Sir Nameless, once of Athelhall, declared: "These wretched children romping in my park Trample the herbage till the soil is bared, And yap and yell from early morn till dark!...
"How, how," he said. "Friend Chang," I said, "San Francisco sleeps as the dead - Ended license, lust and play: Why do you iron the night away? Your big clock speaks with a deadly sound,...
Thou Christ of mine, thy gracious ear low bending Through these glad New Year days, To catch the countless prayers to Heaven ascending - For e'en hard hearts do raise...
With eyes that are narrowed to pierce To the awful horizons of land, Through the blaze of hot days, and the fierce White heat-waves that flow on the sand; Through the Never Land westward and nor'ward,...