The Bour-Tree Den
CLINKUM-CLANK in the rain they ride, Down by the braes and the grey sea-side; Clinkum-clank by stane and cairn, Weary fa' their horse-shoe-airn!
PoemNature
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War Poems
युद्ध
To----
But once I dared to lift my eyes-- To lift my eyes to thee; And since that day, beneath the skies, No other sight they see.
PoemDreams
4.8KAshes of Soldiers
ASHES of soldiers! As I muse, retrospective, murmuring a chant in thought, Lo! the war resumes—again to my sense your shapes, And again the advance of armies.
PoemWar
3.9KSong: I hae a Wife o’ my Ain
I HAE a wife of my ain, I’ll partake wi’ naebody; I’ll take Cuckold frae nane, I’ll gie Cuckold to naebody.
PoemFreedom
2.4KThe Battle of Waterloo
'Twas in the year 1815, and on the 18th day of June, That British cannon, against the French army, loudly did boom, Upon the ever memorable bloody field of Waterloo; Which Napoleon remembered while in St. Helena, and bitterly did rue.
PoemWar
5.8K"It was wrong to do this," said the angel
"It was wrong to do this," said the angel. "You should live like a flower, Holding malice like a puppy, Waging war like a lambkin."
PoemNature
5.2KThe Owl
DOWNHILL I came, hungry, and yet not starved; Cold, yet had heat within me that was proof Against the North wind; tired, yet so that rest Had seemed the sweetest thing under a roof.
PoemNature
1.5KSong of the Battle Eve
(Time -- the Ninth Century) To-morrow, comrade, we On the battle-plain must be, There to conquer, or both lie low!
PoemChildren
1.3KFragment: 'Unrisen Splendour of the Brightest Sun'
Unrisen splendour of the brightest sun, To rise upon our darkness, if the star Now beckoning thee out of thy misty throne Could thaw the clouds which wage an obscure war
PoemNature
3.1KThe New School
(For My Mother) The halls that were loud with the merry tread of young and careless feet Are still with a stillness that is too drear to seem like holiday,
PoemEducation
490The Revenge of Rain-in-the-Face
In that desolate land and lone, Where the Big Horn and Yellowstone Roar down their mountain path, By their fires the Sioux Chiefs
PoemNature
4.6KPeace
When will you ever, Peace, wild wooddove, shy wings shut, Your round me roaming end, and under be my boughs? When, when, Peace, will you, Peace? I'll not play hypocrite To own my heart: I yield you do come sometimes; but
PoemPeace
5.2KA modest lot, a fame petite
A modest lot, a fame petite, A brief campaign of sting and sweet Is plenty! Is enough! A sailor's business is the shore,
PoemWar
3.5KOn a Soldier Fallen in the Philippines
Streets of the roaring town, Hush for him, hus, be still! He comes, who was stricken down Doing the word of our will.
PoemWar
580Sonnet 55: Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone, besmear'd with sluttish time.
PoemWar
2.3KOn the Loss of the Royal George
Written when the news arrived. Toll for the brave! The brave that are no more! All sunk beneath the wave
PoemCourage
960London
I wandered through each chartered street, Near where the chartered Thames does flow, A mark in every face I meet, Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
PoemCourage
2.2KThe Young Soldier
It is not death Without hereafter To one in dearth Of life and its laughter,
PoemChildren
1.3KFaithless Nelly Gray
A Pathetic Ballad Ben Battle was a soldier bold, And used to war's alarms; But a cannon-ball took off his legs,
PoemLove
1KThe Fatal Sisters
Now the storm begins to lower, (Haste, the loom of Hell prepares!) Iron-sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darkened air.
PoemWar
1.8KThe Death of Nicou
On Tiber's banks, Tiber, whose waters glide In slow meanders down to Gaigra's side; And circling all the horrid mountain round, Rushes impetuous to the deep profound;
PoemNature
3.9KBorder Ballad
March, march, Ettrick and Teviotdale, Why the deil dinna ye march forward in order! March, march, Eskdale and Liddesdale, All the Blue Bonnets are bound for the Border.
PoemNature
4.6KCome Sleep, O Sleep! The Certain Knot of Peace
Come, Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release, Th' indifferent judge between the high and low;
PoemPeace
2.1KWhat Is Life?
Resembles Life what once was held of Light, Too ample in itself for human sight ? An absolute Self--an element ungrounded-- All, that we see, all colours of all shade
PoemDeath
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