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A Channel Passage
A Channel Passage The damned ship lurched and slithered. Quiet and quick My cold gorge rose; the long sea rolled; I knew I must think hard of something, or be sick; And could th…
I: Peace
I: Peace Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, With hand made sure, clear eye, and sharpened power, To turn,…
II: Safety
II: Safety Dear! of all happy in the hour, most blest He who has found our hid security, Assured in the dark tides of the world that rest, And heard our word, 'Who is so safe as…
Wilful Missing
Wilful Missing (Deserters) There is a world outside the one you know, To which for curiousness 'Ell can't compare-- It is the place where "wilful-missings" go, As we can testify…
With Scindia To Delhi
With Scindia To Delhi More than a hundred years ago, in a great battle fought near Delhi, an Indian Prince rode fifty miles after the day was lost with a beggar-girl, who had lo…
What Happened
What Happened Hurree Chunder Mookerjee, pride of Bow Bazaar, Owner of a native press, "Barrishter-at-Lar," Waited on the Government with a claim to wear Sabres by the bucketful,…
When Earth's Last Picture Is Painted
When Earth's Last Picture Is Painted When Earth's last picture is painted And the tubes are twisted and dried When the oldest colors have faded And the youngest critic has died…
Untimely
Untimely Nothing in life has been made by man for man's using But it was shown long since to man in ages Lost as the name of the maker of it, Who received oppression and shame f…
Ulster
Ulster ("Their webs shall not become garments, neither shall they cover themselves with their works: their works are works of inquity and the act of violence is in their hands."…
Two Kopjes
Two Kopjes (Made Yeomanry towards End of Boer War) Only two African kopjes, Only the cart-tracks that wind Empty and open between 'em, Only the Transvaal behind; Only an Aldersh…
Toomai of the Elephants
Toomai of the Elephants I will remember what I was. I am sick of rope and chain-- I will remember my old strength and all my forest-affairs. I will not sell my back to man for a…
To Wolcott Balestier
To Wolcott Balestier Beyond the path of the outmost sun through utter darkness hurled -- Further than ever comet flared or vagrant star-dust swirled -- Live such as fought and s…
Tomlinson
Tomlinson Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost in his house in Berkeley Square, And a Spirit came to his bedside and gripped him by the hair -- A Spirit gripped him by the hair and c…
To the Unknown Goddess
To the Unknown Goddess Will you conquer my heart with your beauty; my sould going out from afar? Shall I fall to your hand as a victim of crafty and cautions shikar? Have I met…
To the Companions
To the Companions How comes it that, at even-tide, When level beams should show most truth, Man, failing, takes unfailing pride In memories of his frolic youth? Venus and Liber…
To T. A.
To T. A. I have made for you a song, And it may be right or wrong, But only you can tell me if it's true; I have tried for to explain Both your pleasure and your pain, And, Thom…
To James Whitcomb Riley
To James Whitcomb Riley Your trail runs to the westward, And mine to my own place; There is water between our lodges, And I have not seen your face. But since I have read your v…
Tiger--Tiger!
Tiger--Tiger! What of the hunting, hunter bold? Brother, the watch was long and cold. What of the quarry ye went to kill? Brother, he crops in the jungle still. Where is the pow…
Three Friends
Three Friends There were three friends that buried the fourth, The mould in his mouth and the dust in his eyes, And they went south and east and north— The strong man fights but…
The Winners
The Winners ("The Story of the Gadsbys") What the moral? Who rides may read. When the night is thick and the tracks are blind A friend at a pinch is a friend, indeed, But a fool…
The Young British Soldier
The Young British Soldier When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East 'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast, An' 'e wonders because 'e is frequent deceased Ere 'e'…
The Widower
The Widower For a season there must be pain-- For a little, little space I shall lose the sight of her face, Take back the old life again While She is at rest in her place. For…
The White Seal
The White Seal Oh! hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us, And black are the waters that sparkled so green. The moon, o'er the combers, looks downward to find us At rest in…
The Wet Litany
The Wet Litany When the waters' countenance Blurs 'twixt glance and second glance; When our tattered smokes forerun Ashen 'neath a silvered sun; When the curtain of the haze Shu…